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Sep 2013
Really? So many? So big? So large?
One needs not so many, only two.

Where do you hide?
Which reflection is real?
Do you see the truth? Do you see what I see?
Do you stare till your eyes dry?
Do you ignore the truth?

Eyes....my mirror...my window...my reality.
Deb Morgan
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