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Mirrors, Windows, and Other Various Reflective Surfaces

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I watch the reflection
Her blue eyes stare back and see
The drooping skin; the bags
Sometimes I have to pinch myself
To distinguish the real me
They say at this age
I’m not supposed to fully know
Myself
But I know her
More than I know anyone else
So I guess that doesn’t say much
For how adequately I know anything
And writing is a silly aim
When the title is half as long
As the poetry





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