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Nov 2019
What if the only reason we can't walk through mirrors is because our reflection blocks us? What if they're protecting us though? What if they know that the other side is horrifying and painful and they are trying to keep us from ever crossing over?
I must be on the wrong side of the mirror then.











Maybe you're the reflection.
Written by
Zo'e Clarkis'on  23/F/Africa, Zimbabwe
(23/F/Africa, Zimbabwe)   
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