Reflection

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I am lost
where am I
and how did I
Get here ? Am
I dreaming perhaps
or am I paying the
Cost ?

It is dark.
I cannot see anything
But only a sound I am
Able to here
Maybe if I follow
I might becoming
Near to whatever
Is keeping me here.

I finally reach the
Sound I am hearing
But where I end up
Is somewhere I would have
Never guessed

A mirror.

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