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Jan 2014
You're spinning so rapidly,
my reflection, you're trying to deceive me.
Well I have recovered from my shock,
and it will be to your dismay.
I dare you to deceive.

I want to break these mirrors,
no more of this.
I want my reflection to go.
This insecurity, this lie,
that's not me.

These mirrors are rotating with my moving reflection.
And i'm standing still.
...
*If someone could only see this room
Tatiana
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Tatiana  27/F/in a lighthouse
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