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Sunday, September 13, 2015
At Mirrors Edge
The water
The water
The water
Still as glass
Only broken by a fishes kiss
The world shines within
Glistening blue sky
A line of trees
The sun on their leaves
Day and Night portrayed
In one shimmering ricochet
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