Behind the Reflection

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Last published Fri, Apr 3, 2020

I am one splinter of glass with a shedload hidden angles, a portrayal of a pellucid image. I am like an empty canvass lingering for the paint to suck the woven fabric. Whatever I set eyes on, I make a life.I am the reflection of her, of you. The likes & dislike and the sorrow & happiness.

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