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Day 7 #OctPoWriMo – Seeing true

This mirror does not see my face The hidden face that hides away It cannot feel, learn or erase This mirror does not see my face Emotions do not skitter, chase Pain is hidden, shows no dismay This mirror does... Continue Reading →

Triolet

It is not death I fear But the thought of dying The leaving of this sphere It is not death I fear The loss of those held dear Pains most, there's no lying It is not death I fear But... Continue Reading →

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