Oh, magic mirror on the wall, who is the one I see before?
A mirror is set to reflect my present self. If so, why do I see portions of my past and evidence of my future. Is there a contradiction in this glass surface.
The bags underneath my eyes shows my sleep deprived past. The hair on my face shows my bearded future. Yet the sound of my heart beat shows my living present.
May 28, 2021
May 28, 2021 at 11:02 PM UTC
Oh, magic mirror on the wall, who is the one I see before?
A mirror is set to reflect my present self. If so, why do I see portions of my past and evidence of my future. Is there a contradiction in this glass surface.
The bags underneath my eyes shows my sleep deprived past. The hair on my face shows my bearded future. Yet the sound of my heart beat shows my living present.
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