Before The Mirror
A faceless friend hides in the riverWaiver thin script, behind a shadow
Weighing counts of time into forever
We both pretend sometimes to shiver
Words may encrypt \ the ways are hollow
Silence shouts, threads tangling up the weaver
In naked dress before the mirror
A faceless friend hides in the river
Poetry by Chaucer Whethers
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Written on 2019-02-19 at 18:56
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