It's not getting clearer
And I'm not the same
As the me in my brain
And I'm not the same as the mirror
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Dawn to Dusk
PoetryMy poem-journal-ramblings. Welcome to my head, mood subject to change.
May 9: UNTITLED
It's not getting clearer
And I'm not the same
As the me in my brain
And I'm not the same as the mirror
