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by Jessica from Wales | in writing, poetry
I'm that big fish in a pond too small
That newly walking child that takes his first fall
I'm that bird with a broken wing
That bee, which has lost its sting
I'm that bullet without the gun
The innocent man, who's just been hung
I'm the race-horse with a leg now lame
The perfect picnic on a day full of rain
I'm that tree with rotten-through fruit
The psychologist who's daughter's a mute
I'm the breath-taking view that no-one can see
The locked up door, to which no-one has a key
Things that happen in life and my surroundings.
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