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Poem: Wrinkled


light cannot lie
it simply illuminates
that which is already there
and yet
I remain convinced
this reflected face I see
is not the one I remember bearing
it is
sagging and crumpled
in all the wrong places
like newspaper left in the rain.

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3 responses

  1. kawaiipeachgrl | Reply

    Nice post 🙂

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    1. Thanks for stopping by my wee corner of the universe.

      Liked by 1 person

      1. kawaiipeachgrl

        Haha I’ll be back! *terminator voice*

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