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Late at night,
when wishing upon the stars,
I saw a glimpse,
coming from one of the bars.
Someone was staring back at me in the mirror,
Someone in whose eyes I found the same fears.
Exactly dressed up like me,
a shadow called me from behind,
The same thought that I was going through,
was howling in her mind.
A similar nostalgia,
a similar name,
A soul heartless,
a soul devoid of fame.
A reflection stood there,
gazing up in the sky,
and to a flowing faith, she asked,
"Yes you are strong, but do you know that?"
- Azmii•
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In Verse
PoetryI trace verses from my portrait. A collection of poetries • by Azmii (•Image credits to the rightful owner)
