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Saturday, 19 November 2022

Poem: My mirror know all my secrets


I cannot hide, you portray me without question

my ebb and flow, my dark and light

you're my constant friend, and I

cannot look at you and lie,

'cause lets face it, I'd be

lying to myself, right in the face

you may not have all the answers,

but you're a good listener,

and here's a little secret for you to keep:

" I don't know who I should become…

but maybe it's enough to know

who I don't want to become."


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- This was fun, written as a prompt. 


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