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My Reflection
These elusive reflections
Keep wobbling around me
It’s when I pen them down
That I can finally
Smell the remnants inside my archive
Hear the whispers of my ghost
Touch the clouds in my mind
Say the secrets to my soul
It’s in this act that I can
See her
Myself
Keep wobbling around me
It’s when I pen them down
That I can finally
Smell the remnants inside my archive
Hear the whispers of my ghost
Touch the clouds in my mind
Say the secrets to my soul
It’s in this act that I can
See her
Myself
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