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The Joy That Should Be No one can see me, No one can free me, For I hide Deep inside. Life's events winding Like strips binding 'Till I'm mummified, and petrified. Seeing each defect, Feeling like a reject, Wrapped, Trapped Into a prison Of criticism. Self doubts in my... – *by Edith A Phinazee*	268 Views added 2 years ago	Rating

No one can see me,
No one can free me,
For I hide
Deep inside.
Life's events winding
Like strips binding
'Till I'm mummified,
and petrified.
Seeing each defect,
Feeling like a reject,
Wrapped,
Trapped
Into a prison
Of criticism.
Self doubts in my...

– by Edith A Phinazee

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