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Rated: E · Poetry · Writing.Com · #1614704

This poem is about identity crisis.

Amid the vast buildings
And the mist of noise
I look for my missing identity.
I recklessly wander here and there like
Set-free cattle on the road,
The passer by get angry with me
Disappointed, I beg for the people
To listen to my voice,
But alas!
My voice is silenced in the noise pollution.
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