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Memoires of a Silver Mirror
#WritcoPoemPrompt53
A silver mirror kept in my room,
showcasing everything in an impartial way,
It lits everything with it's silver gloom,
when it gets hit by the golden sunray...of the rising sun, another day begun.
There is nothing wrong with the mirrors perception, it's connected to my emotions. If it's impartial it's because it sees through me and all my discrepancies.
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A silver mirror kept in my room,
showcasing everything in an impartial way,
It lits everything with it's silver gloom,
when it gets hit by the golden sunray...of the rising sun, another day begun.
There is nothing wrong with the mirrors perception, it's connected to my emotions. If it's impartial it's because it sees through me and all my discrepancies.
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