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What I See
Looking at my reflection is like looking through glass.
It would appear clear what I see is nothing to bask.
Looking in the mirror is like looking at a stranger.
It would appear obvious what I see is full of anger.
As I look at time captured frozen in a picture.
It would appear known what I see an unknown fixture.
Walking past a store front I see my reflection.
What I see seems like impersonation.
It would appear clear what I see is nothing to bask.
Looking in the mirror is like looking at a stranger.
It would appear obvious what I see is full of anger.
As I look at time captured frozen in a picture.
It would appear known what I see an unknown fixture.
Walking past a store front I see my reflection.
What I see seems like impersonation.
Published 11th Feb 2015
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