I found this really weird and no one was around for me to ask them,I walked on to my train to get to my destination but I ended up in the city,
I walked out to see a strange refelction shine from the sun,
I walked towards the moving light,
and I honestly couldn't believe my eyes it was a set of mirrors,
that's why it's called the city of mirrors,
I walked towards the first mirror and the mirror read ''loading.. please wait''
the most loudest sound came from that street and I tumbled back falling to the ground,
I couldn't believe what was happing right in-front me,
each mirror on the street played different memories,
from when I was born to now, l'm lost for words,
it played so many forgotten memories that I forgot even happen,
by the time I was finished the mirrors got pulled up towards the sky,
memories are good things to remember you can learn and grow from them whether they are good or bad,
always believe and remember in who you are and theres only you, your special even if you think your not you really are,
no one had the same memories as you they just simply share them with you.
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Losing everything
PoetryNot another novel🙄 DISCLAIMER Some are poems while some aren't