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Sep 2020
Everyday, I see myself in you,
But not a single day you do anything new,
Aren't you sick of the same poses too?

Sometimes I wish you were a different mirror,
Showing me my true inner, for me to consider.
Aimed at the mirror on your wall and/or the people who truly matter to you and aren't doing a good job of showing you who you truly are.
Written by
Adi N  35/M/London
(35/M/London)   
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   Maria Mitea and Khoisan
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