Self Poem by Bahl Caller
Self
In the land of thousand mirrors
it is strange place
mirrors everywhere
reflections all about
it is a reflection
but they all are different
thousand of mirrors
showing something different
how to explain
its all the same
i am still sane
but so many mirrors
and they are all not the same
i see my self
in all the mirrors
but look so different
in each and everyone
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