when i was walking up the stair
i turned, and saw i wasn't there.
i wasn't there again today.
it's time for me to go away
where face-free mirrors beckon clean
reflecting only ancient dreams
where glass nor footsounds threaten views
and sight-unseen is all that soothes.
i turned, and saw i wasn't there.
i wasn't there again today.
it's time for me to go away
where face-free mirrors beckon clean
reflecting only ancient dreams
where glass nor footsounds threaten views
and sight-unseen is all that soothes.
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