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An Idle Musing
GS (19/1/90 / birmingham (England))

An Idle Musing

Can you bring a conscious face to the mirror?
Is it swollen when you see it?
Is it aghast, agape with shock or love?
What stares back at you when you look?

In my house, there are no mirrors.
Just my distorted doppelganger in the window’s glass.

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