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Dec 2015
In my youth I remember my face.
               Today
As I have lived and breathed
        And died inside many times
And live again in this lifetime;
     I see faces in a mist,
The man in the mirror
          Has no face.
Paz.
The Dedpoet
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The Dedpoet  38/M/San Anto, Tejas
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