Out of the Mirror

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There I am

Staring at my own reflection

Once again

Searching

For a way out

Cascading accordion mirrors

Press upon my soul.

When will I step out

Of these dreams within dreams?

Thoughts whizz about to slap themselves

And lie death scattered,

Dreams flatten out.

I look for something to hold onto

My reflection

Reaches out to me.

 

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