Darkness claimed her soul.
She felt no release from the
Fresh lines in her skin.
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Shattered Reflections
Poetry"There was a moment in my life when I could not tell the difference between a window and a mirror. I could look into both and see everything but myself." Rudy Francisco, Helium - Windows and Mirrors A diary of sorts, to help me to remember.
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Darkness claimed her soul.
She felt no release from the
Fresh lines in her skin.
