Mirage
I saw the sun and my kin so
I woke up to see myself in the my own skin
I seem to understand that time is akin
But somehow me and you see so differently.
It is something I can't grasp but can see;
In my dream I see a mirage of time and what it used to be
But as I look at you and the mirror I see a reflection of time
As I Iook closely and reflect on my time
I see myself but it's a mirage
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