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It would be more glamorous than you think,
To punch a mirror
You’d be looking at something like you
And suddenly you’d change into something
Unrecognizable
Like a bloody mosaic
Just a bit of an eye
Or the corner of your lip
Sitting next to one another
And your hand
Grows wings of shards
They aren’t enough to carry every part of you
But it’s the thought that counts
And that’s why you clocked it in the first place





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