mirrors and photographs
i look and cry ......
is the reflection i see only skin deep while a spirit and soul remain unseen
two-dimensions
staring back
in a multidimentional world
will rose-colored glasses allow the soul to pop?
how can i sense spirit with just my eyes? tactile deprived...i stare
i close my eyes
memories flood my senses
...this is what feeds me as night descends
...this is what feeds me as night descends
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