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There is a mirror in the ground.
I see my face in the dead
Leaves, the sleeves
Of the tree suit
Falling down.
There is a mirror
In the dirt;
A ripped-up
Heart,
A broken
Shirt.
There is a mirror
In the mud;
Some see sunshine,
Some see
Blood.
There is a mirror
In the ground;
I dropped my
Face,
I almost
Drowned.
July 2026