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Reflections

Alone I stand
In front of a shattered mirror
Broken glass at my feet
My soul as broken as the glass
My soul has pieces missing
Do I care?
Not really.
Will I fix what’s left?
Can anyone help me?
Would I accept them?
Answer: no





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