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The Mirror is my forbode It shows fragility in my face but my mental self preservation still resides I am dancing with light Rim and Refractive light interludes bringing her reflective nature to fore I am rewarded with both fear and delight But I come without tears Questions come to me What should and could I have been An Academic or A Police Officer but my mirror comes without preconceptions I am a drowned Man The ghost of the future
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Mar 25, 2025
Mar 25, 2025 at 4:37 AM UTC
Mirror
The Mirror is my forbode It shows fragility in my face but my mental self preservation still resides I am dancing with light Rim and Refractive light interludes bringing her reflective nature to fore I am rewarded with both fear and delight But I come without tears Questions come to me What should and could I have been An Academic or A Police Officer but my mirror comes without preconceptions I am a drowned Man The ghost of the future
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61/M/croydon
Mar 25, 2025
Mar 25, 2025 at 4:37 AM UTC
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