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What am I?
I come suddenly,
My presence unexpected.
A shocking jolt,
Without reflection.
And as you look
Upon my form,
Just a mirror
Of your inner dorm.
And when your breath
Takes the air around,
A single sound
To fill the town.
Saturday 30th April 2016 4:08 am
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