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Images some clear and pure,
some hazy and blurred,
some tinted, some broken,
reflections i see in the mirror
on seeing them creates mental fear.
some still while few in motion,
shadows the mental images on the glass.
visualising them closer i feel i will fall
as mirror is hung on the wall
it tells the truth
broken images need to pick up and gather
join them And start afresh
i see a picture of child wonder whats going on her mind?
is there confusion why actions are being repeated?
when i smile i see opposite person smile or is it mine?
i frown she too frowns
i touch she too tries touching 
but i cant feel it...
wondering is some one really there behind?
is child wondering about its own beauty or old age?
or simple curiosity of where it came from,
cant seem to trace...
child goes with a smile..
reflections talk a lot
need to feel And see
mirrors dont lie
see and introspect 
truth will be revrealed
all queries answered
just alook
it gives a reality check

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