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⠀ When I look in the mirror, I disappear behind that creature left still posing here imposing on me to misidentify what I’m snooping into. The easy lie is that this thing is me. Nowhere near. ⠀ Shouldn’t a reflection be more clear an image? Maybe the problem’s the ear I’m using—my ear won’t listen to my eye ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀when I look in the mirror. ⠀ Or it’s my mirror’s audience. I fear the changes if the looker becomes seer enough to matter. Better I should try to have your eyes be my glass, to go by what you see. My vision’s what you steer ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀when I look in the mirror. ⠀ |
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prompted by Daily Prompt: Mirror, Mirror
at the Daily Post
clarior e tenebris 
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Who is the one standing in the mirror?