Aged Mirrors (57) Poem by Raquel Angel Nagler
Aged Mirrors (57)
Aged years.
We still don't know
What happiness is,
Yet, we have learned
The names of content.
The evening in our mouth:
Answers like a sigh.
Sighs like answers.
Lonely twilight.
The child that we were
Doesn't know our name anymore.
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Wednesday, March 25, 2020
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