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Aug 2013
I found myself in a room of mirrors.
Some were kind, and others, not so much.
They said to me "Come closer, come closer!"
So I walked into the room,
And dropped. Thousands and thousands of feet,
Into my own living hell.
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Poets Comment: See the point of this is that you can never see the true you, and reach self Actualization, even if you try to conquer the demon inside of you.
ladanegeh
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ladanegeh  27/F/present
(27/F/present)   
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