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Poem 66: Broken glass...

Another side of mirror


In the middle night ready for all it,
Where nothing stay same place,
The fear is too only a part of get,


Dreams are letting the next face,
Which pray on Church no it's bad exit,
Having the favorites movie and pure grace,


Everyday this without scars grid,
But everybody knew of mirror glass,
Watching the other side done in the fight;


Actually, there's day one new fast,
Making me ti be more human,
And jumping jumping by the home with feelings in search of myself...

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