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Universal Mirrors

Sometimes a Mirror is all that I see
when I'm staring at you and you're looking at me
& sometimes I think, why not just let it be?
We don't need to force the direction

& then there's the words – all the things that I hear
The good and the bad, spoken year after year
& even my own oft' perpetuate fear
Despite all my "best of intentions"

My brain runs away from me; scurries on fast
& though I can catch it, I know it won't last
& soon - oh so soon! - I Know all will be past
All the thoughts & the words & inflections

But maybe that's best, as I sit down to think
No don't think, but feel! Yes, feel it to the brink
Feel the whole Universe within a blink
As you stare into each new Reflection

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