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Jul 2020
When we sit and reflect
The mirror is either clear or unforgiving
Cloudy where the soul is hidden
Is it good to hide
Or to see all  we really are
Do we really take the time or have the desire to see
Someone clean this mirror in my heart
It is the lack of knowing that is making it cloudy

Cut me out and hang me ...................................
Life is depression , its not a movie
Darrel Weeks
Written by
Darrel Weeks  48/M/Derbyshire
     Sk Abdul Aziz, Imran Islam and Darrel Weeks
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