What do you see in your reflection?
When you look into your reflection, what do you see?
Probably the rippled mirage of your blue, glowing face.
But when I look into the reflectin, I do not see my morphed face, swallowed by water.
I see an endess world, free of obligations and wordly things.
This relection acts as a gateway into a what sees new universe.
One that I'd love to get lost in.
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