One Of Us, All Of Us, Who? Poem by Miroslava Odalovic
One Of Us, All Of Us, Who?
there's a story behind
no one has told it as yet
it lingers like a street too blind
to see the windings into a net
of shades of meanings hinted at implied
of the silent to silence that mutely replied
as it would stand too naked against the eyes
each story hidden in a veiled disguise
we're little emperors in such old clothes
in which too much is said too little disclosed
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