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Illusionary Reflection
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Soul Poetry Cold, silver sheet,
hangs upon wall-
vague reflections,
bounce back,
in retaliation,
off smoothed surface.
Mirror beckons,
all who cross
its path,
urging those
who draw near,
to gaze into
its continuous imagery.
Some,
see reflections
of self-
clear,precise-
exact,
as should be.
Others,
see only, illusion
of wishful thought,
broken dreams-clouded visions-
empty images,
optically formed,
from the unreal.
Looking glass-
immanent object,
of one's curiosity.
