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The Mirror Lied

Who am I? And, why am I here? The questions in my heart keep multiplying from time to time I thought my parents would have an answer But unfortunately, not even my mum or dad have a clue. I spoke to my grandpa, and he asked me to look in the mirror. So I ran back home to have a good look of myself But the me in the mirror only stare in my face and mimic my gestures. Of course, I saw a reflection of me in the mirror But it never said a word of it own. In fact, staring at him for that long made me feel dumb and dumber. So I ran back to tell grandpa a piece of my mind And on getting there, they said grandpa is gone. He left without telling me the answer that I seek. Now, I must keep on searching until... Or should I return to that mirror and look a bit longer? Written & Authored by: Ebenezer O. Akinrinade +2348027701092 http://gent2smile.blogspot.com

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