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I Wore A Frock

 

 

 

 

 

 

This day I caught eye of the mirror

It watched me dressing into a new apparel…

I did hear the laughter everywhere,

Although there was no one visible.

The laughter rose and rose aloud,

Until I felt my ears deaf.

 

Why did the mirror ridicule me?

What intuition did the mind carry?

Wasn’t what I dressed into today

A well knitted thought from...

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