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Nov 2019
when will we break through the mirror?

why can you see the parts that be that I did not even know were me?

will we turn our backs against the wall and hold on so we do not fall?

I cannot look at you for a long time
I avoid the recognition of your eyes
me in you and you in I
a distant air
a broken rhyme

I know who you are.
abby
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abby  19/F/Ohio
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