Mirror (Poetry)
Your remembrance in my memory,
where did I go through,
What I would tell you
I was afraid to see the mirror
There was a bloom in my mind
It was a crime to see you
It shattered in front of me
All the crime went to my head
The river of my sorrow is immense
Deliverance is freshly
What went on with
You got down on the way.
You will not find me in the waiting
I will meet in the path of words
I am lighting
I was scattered in particles
What I would tell you ,
I was afraid to see the mirror
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