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Feb 2016
When the mirror shatters,
What you reflect to society,
No longer matters,
Because the construction one,
Has built upon themselves,Β Β 
Is now on the floor,
Cracked into pieces of shattered fragments,
And now what you were then is now no more,
Now the only piece you have left,
Is the peace in your soul.
WNG
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WNG
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