(MCT 2007) You reach You soar Your heart at your fingertips You Touch You Brush At what should be But, my child, Smoke and mirrors Is what it oft turns out to be
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Anon, Like the Author of this Poem • Mar 15, 2016 at 7:43 pm
Nice poem – who wrote this?