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Breath On The Mirror
It is going to come
as some surprise
To those who think
that I am wise
But I hardly know
what's right to do
And I've probably done
far less than you
I'm nothing much
make nothing different
I'm usually stuck
so much for wisdom
It makes me sad
to fall so short
Not what I hoped
I'd be at all.
But this is not
the final me
I can be more
than what I've been
And in...
Friday 12th February 2021 4:14 am
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