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5/30/13
Glance
The mirror asks
Is this what you've come to?
Its reflection is charged, obscured
A raised eyebrow of knowing
Nods
Yes, it's ugly
So to turn away
The image will always be there
For study, reference, reminding, insult, lecture
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