the mirror
talks to me. says what's up.
where has
the smile been
lately.
the joy, the grin, the smirk.
the roll of eyes.
the mischief?
I nod, and say, yes I know.
hold on.
it's coming.
it's on its way.
be patient.
i'm almost there.
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