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I look in the mirror with a slight grin. Am I looking out or is he looking in? Is there a world that I don't know? More trash to take out and lawns to mow? I think all of this still with a grin. Could I open a door and just let him in? Or could I smash through the glass with my bare hands? And diminish the thought of other strange lands.
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Dec 1, 2017
Dec 1, 2017 at 2:30 AM UTC
The person looking back
I look in the mirror with a slight grin. Am I looking out or is he looking in? Is there a world that I don't know? More trash to take out and lawns to mow? I think all of this still with a grin. Could I open a door and just let him in? Or could I smash through the glass with my bare hands? And diminish the thought of other strange lands.
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Montgomery, Tx.
Dec 1, 2017
Dec 1, 2017 at 2:30 AM UTC
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