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Two Mirrors (Free verse) by Dovina
You and I face each other
reflecting our splendid isolations
cages with a common door
familiar smells
pitbulls and poets
tired of living
hearts grown old.
We donât talk much
allusions
metaphors
food for exhausted hearts.
Itâs as personal as I can be
about the way I see it is with you
and hope to see you pleased
once more
with words of mine.
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Arithmetic Mean: 7.3333335
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Overall Rank: 1034
Posted: August 9, 2004 3:01 PM PDT; Last modified: August 9, 2004 3:01 PM PDT
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Thought about starting a new stanza at "familiar smells"?