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Apr 2019
i'm in a room
not too hot
nor too cold
just quite perfect for
me

i stay in the room
and the days go by
now the mirrors come
one mirror
two mirrors
three mirrors

the room is filled with mirrors
i try to look away
but my naked self is starring
i don't fit in here
i run
and now it starts all over
The Red Woman
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The Red Woman  23/F
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