...A Poem by Ookpikhttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qg4SgNYeCgU
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. And I ask her, . Unabashedly, and yet mortally afraid, . Be my mirror - . Tell me what I'd see. . . And she looks at me in that remorseful way, . As the nurse about to deliver the needle. . . And she says to me, . . You're not the same; . You've lost the things . That took my glance . And brazenly transformed it . . Into a wanton, . Everlasting gaze. . . © 2019 Ookpik |
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Added on December 19, 2019 Last Updated on December 19, 2019 Author |