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Jun 2018
I think my mirror
is broken
because when I look at it
I see shards of glass
ragged edges
sharp enough to cut
through soft skin
I can't make out the reflection
Because it's all messed up
or maybe it's me who's broken
and no one else
can see
lexi
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