Flash Bang Change

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You can stare into a glossy surface,

water stained but,

you can see what you strive to see

 a reflective pool

rippled with a flash 

the corners of my lips lift 

with yours.

An eerie imitation 

similar, so similar

but small variations 

small

differences reveal me as not a mirror 

I am I strange copy, 

a mutated clone 

with each flash,

BANG 

I change.

This poem is about: 
Me

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