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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