'Tis like watching another self go about his work. A feminine version of myself. Oddity among oddities. Of all places, of all people.
Mirror, mirror
(22.07.12)
The moon uninvited came Smelling of daffodils, her lips sweet red wine Swaying her hips like a lover
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