Poetry

Reflection

Rou Rou Sem

I see myself in it.Everything looks the same.My dark-as-night hair,brown as a grizzly bear’s eyes,curvy ears,hairy brows,and pink nails.It looks as if it was a duplicate of me.When I move, it moves too.When I look sad, it looks sad too.When I look happy, it looks happy too.But always when my mind drifts,it always reminds me of me.

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