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May 2023
when confronted by a mirror
there is some truth there
with patience love and care
to open an elusive door..

imagination and/or prayer
now or beenΒ Β or future
some thing that before
dull or bland is pure-

nose,tooth of pleasure!
that perchance another,
may say (him or her),
ah!my soul mate !

my friend,my lover...
Written by
Michael John  62/M/SPAIN
(62/M/SPAIN)   
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