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*** The Reflection***
The Mirror hung on the wall
A passive observer of All it could see
Its old frame now faded gold
A recollection of Memories past
She looks in the Mirror
To see herself
In times of Joy and Sorrow
It chronicles the passage of Time
He looks out from Within
A passive observer
Episodically present
Physically irrelevant
The Mirror is a Token
A token of a Mystical Past
Of what was and might be again
A Window between Realities
She looks in the Mirror
Sometimes she is not Alone
There is Something more
Than her Image alone
He reaches to Touch
Feeling more than just Glass
Seeing only Her and not Himself
Unsure if his Presence is perceived
She reaches to Touch
Can feel His Presence
Feeling him, Knowing him
But only seeing herself
The Mirror is like Water
Both can Reach the Other
Like a Saviour reaching into a Lake
Salvation awaits but on which side?
The Mirror hangs on the wall
A passive observer of All it can see
The Room is Empty
Only a single Red Rose remains
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