by Samuel Adjei
Published on: Jan 22, 2005
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Type: Poetry

I use to watch the clouds
And they got married to the sky.
I use to watch the birds
As the day flew by.
I use to hear the trees
Before I was infected with this disease.
I use to know my place
Now I look in the mirror
And I can't recognize the face
Looking back at me.
Who am I?


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