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Reflections and Extrospection

Lakes,

rivers,

broken mirrors:

there you are!

 

In the gaze

of gnarly foxes,

there you are: 

free from problems.

 

In the mist:

there you are.

Filling my heart, 

all you are.

 

 

◄ Turning the Tide

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