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Sep 2021
when i look into the mirror
the glass begins to break
my appearance is beautiful
but my soul is fake
everyone believes me
but the mirror does not lie
so in a house of mirrors
there is no where to hide
there is nowhere to hide
beckie d and the poetry
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beckie d and the poetry  31/F/Australia
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