I Beneath the Mirror
My reflection,
Does not reflect,
Reflect it does not,
So
Should I,
I the none- reflected
Dash my tears upon it,
And see if it ripples an image.
An image of me,
Or an image of me that is,
Yet unknown to me,
But I,
I simply walk through,
The mirror and become the image,
The image not yet reflected.
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