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'The Broken Mirror'

             In my dream-
     there is a broken mirror
        it is so gorgeous and wood-framed
          but is shattered . . . 
     it stands in an ancient room and is beyond repair
            could the mirror a reminder
                            of beauty . . . 
       that is fading, or perhaps a death
  oh, it could be grief, decay and withering away
            I have plenty of that within my soul
    or it could be accepting aging      
          represented by that ancient room
      as nothing is forever in this life . . . 
  oh, I am afraid of this dream as it is full of unknowns-
           let me fly back to my cozy bed
                and be a girl sleeping . . . 

December 1, 2016

Submitted to Stand Select T Contest
sponsor, Brian Strand

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