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Feb 2021
like a shattered mirror,
because I can still see,
broken and shattered,
but I am still supposed
to make sense of the reflection
when I can't even make sense of
what it is reflecting.
broken, but pieced together.
shattered, but still hanging on–
piece by piece
Estella
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Estella  18/F
(18/F)   
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   Marya123 and Bogdan Dragos
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