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March 1987

 

were I outside

and looking in…

 

no, but that is folly

I am inside

and looking out

to see through biased eyes

that which bears my name

and this can not yield truth

 

you who see

you know

but can never tell

the truth as seen

 


Were I Outside
A poem by Peter Rhebergen

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