Look through me, see the sparkle on my face, feel the curves of my ruddy face. Let my gaze be your mirror for all I think—I’m not just my skin.
Mirror
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4 responses to “Mirror”
great poem, keep up the good work
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Thank you Gastradamus.
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your welcome buddy, dont be a stranger
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I won’t. 🙂🙂🙂
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