Will you recognise me without the crown? It’s the real me yet so unlike me emeralds of wisdom rubies of knowledge diamonds of trust which you gave me… I wander between gems blinded by lustre find myself in cracks burst out in full glory
Impostor Syndrome
Reena Saxena 
Beautifully written Reena
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Thank you, Sadje!
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You’re welcome my friend
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gem paste
make haste
taste of
you re wearing disguises
again
is indeed wearing thin!
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Love this, especially:
“I wander between gems”
The glory really is in the wandering, isn’t it?
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Yeah…it’s discovering everything afresh.
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beautifully penned. Lovely work Reena, as always 😊
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Thank you so much, Suzette!
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