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I hold up a mirror and
reveal what you are
   and you lash out at me
It is your reflection not mine

   --- Magi
I once was a fierce warrior
I would have given my life for yours
I remember fighting back-to-back, side-by-side
I would have given my soul for yours
I no longer have anything to fight for
I am free

   --- Magi
Sometimes the sun feels just like a lover
Warm kisses on shoulders and checks
Playing with shadow on skin, warm and cold
So cold, disappearing under a cloud

   --- Magi
So many years ago I once said to a friend 'sometimes the sun feels just like a lover' he said how poetic; that seed was planted in my brain. 35 years later this is what spouted My words came out in a flood, poem after poem. I do not consider myself a poet or a writer

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