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Reflection


For one last time, I'm looking at myself

I've stopped seeing you in me!

I'm throwing away what I've seen for tomorrow

They will die with my wound!


Yet, I used to see my other side with you

Like a part of me that completes me!

My love that came from the reflection of my heart

Was the love that came with me when I moved!

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