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Nov 2021
What will we learn
from our reflected
selves? Movement,
  reversed. Light,
changed course.
The truths we hide,
but secretly know
(deep down inside).
Each little smear
distracts. Illusions
are a fragile gift
that's best
kept wrapped.
Written by
Sam Lawrence  52/M/London
(52/M/London)   
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     Bogdan Dragos and Aishu
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