Mirror

By
Countless times before
I’ve t

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p


p


l



e



d




to the floor
Now I’m broken and sore

S c a t t e r e d from this shatter
My pieces I shall gather
I’ll be glued back together

You can detect the creases
From my missing pieces
No longer perfect.





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