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June 2019

I often find myself
Looking into my eyes
From the reflection of things other than a mirror.
Mirrors are there for criticism
And self evaluating
No, where i see my reflection
And i am capable of looking inside of myself 
Is usually on trains
Or busses.
And i amlost always prefer the colour of my lips
Reflected in this light.
Everything looks two shades darker
Less clarity
Less projection of what i am showing others
This reflection is to myself
In a moment of transit.

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