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May 2016
I wonder,
"Where's everyone when I need them?"

Then I realized,
a mirror will never,
ever,
know of its
beauty.

But.

Only the beauty
of those who stand
in front of it.
Written by
Ji Han  Singapore
(Singapore)   
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