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Facing Habits

Facing Habits  succumbing to looking glass, enamored; a vision of illusion, rippling on its surface, eyes intent on knowing  reaching into looking glass, pulling paper self, determined; tears scratch down the middle, [insert onomatopoeia] crinkled up fragments – perfect for … Continue reading

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