Why did I grow up without companions? Minions
in a world which slots you who
by the company you keep weep
and I couldn’t accept their ways daze
there were no influencers mincers
or role models to tell me how now
I grew up well with myself shelf
I’m not Narcissus, nor his sorrow callow
Just authentic tick
Just myself pelf
And this is how wow
I’d like to be me
Creative Experiments and More 
Honestly, it is such a stellar poem, with so much creativity.
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There is more authenticity in it than creativity 🙂 Thanks, Aboli!
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You really show us how to echo those who convince you something else… a strong response.
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Thank you so much, Bjorn!
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It is a challenging form Reena which you have done justice to…
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Thank you so much, Frewin!
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A wonderful echo poem, Reena. Very well written!
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Thank you, Dwight!
The other prompt lines are equally tempting, but Linky will close soon.
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:>) You are welcome.
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What an interesting form.
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Thanks! It works better on a Word doc, than being typed on WP.
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Oh I see. Still I enjoyed reading this lyrical poem.
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awesome poem Reena! Well done on it!
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Thanks a ton, Carol!
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So interesting, Reena.
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Glad you think so, Indira!
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Nice one, Ma’am 🙂
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Thanks so much!
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Interesting creation, Reena…
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Thank you, Jaye & Anita!
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