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A simple and short piece created to inspire a level of awareness about life. |
| Reflection When I look into the mirror I feel that something is missing. They are the pieces of my life which I have been laying together. I see them interlocking and forming the image of my existence. But they feel empty somehow, construed to the point of despair. When I look into the mirror I can always see the lines. They both divide and hold me together in a fragile balance. I have experienced and learned many things to no end. But they are what make up each of us and our uniqueness. When I look into the mirror I realize it will happen someday. They will finish my picture and immortalize my existence. I cannot see how it will look like since I do not know myself. But I see it clearly in the shape of my memories. When I look into the mirror I see what holds us together. They speak volumes while saying nothing. I can say everything while meaning nothing. But the question remains, what am I missing? |