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Rated: 13+ · Poetry · Contest · #1007827

Written for monthly poetry form & prompt contest.

Through the looking glass
I see distorted reality
Reflected like tarnished brass,
Through the looking glass
Off yesterday’s dying grass,
The mirror image of my inner child’s uncertainty;
Through the looking glass
I see distorted reality.
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