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Nov 2010
Mirrors
are like little pools
through which your reflection swims
to greet you.
She gazes at you, matching the look
in your eyes
as you unknowingly play with her.
She knows she can't breathe
outside her silver void.
She knows you can't
see her world.
So she is content, following your movements
perfectly.
And when you leave her alone,
she moves away
hanging her head when she knows
you're not looking
at her.
Cain Arkay Lazarus
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Cain Arkay Lazarus  29/Genderqueer/California
(29/Genderqueer/California)   
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