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Medusa Is Loose

You were a close friend. Until I had a different point of view. Your tiara turned into snakes. Envenomated my peaceful place. In turn, I gifted a mirror to you.

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Date: 12/2/2022 10:30:00 AM
Excellent poetry! Generally God's preferred mirror is love...but, they do know how to push buttons to get a less than controlled response. Needing us to climb back into our higher selves.
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