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Mar 2015
Reflection
I am NOT
yet the mirror lies
in front with sly a mouth  
sly a gaze
THESE piercing eyes
Coals seducing me
Might I drown my depths
in the cool embers
of this fire that never burned
Written by
Raina Louis
800
       Daisy May and Jamie King
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