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"Reflecting on Me" A Poem by Spirrow
Yeah, I wrote a poem, believe it or not. It was born out of personal frustration with people in general. It makes me realized that life without ignorance can be hell.
"Reflecting on Me"
How do you and I relate;
When we are of a varied state?
We cannot see the other's place;
But neither do we our own face.
Unless on mirrors we rely,
I cannot see me eye to eye.
But it will never come to pass,
To see true self with mirrored glass.
If seeing truth is what is sought,
Then turn inward the eyes of thought.
Only then can you see true;
That I'm merely reflecting you.
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