When the mirror plays and its reflection dances.
Voices beyond the glass sing their lullaby.
Sweet as candy but with a mysterious edge.
Steaming through the years.
Outward bound into the ether.
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Author:
Neil Higgins (
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- Category: Spiritual
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Comments1
This poem carries a mysterious and almost supernatural aura where those reflecting mirrors may well reflect the past as well. Lovely
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