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Mar 2013
the man with the mirror
walks a tender pace
when they ask who he is
he holds it to their face

sometimes he holds it
to the sky or to the sea
when they ask who he is
he says everything but me.
Anand Jayanti
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Anand Jayanti  Texas
(Texas)   
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