We often stand in front of a mirror Looking at ourselves for hours Yet, when we finally turn away We often forget just who we are
Very true, we only too often forget the real us, or how to make the most of our life.Great write.love Duncan
I suppose the mirror, never reveils the real you anyway.
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Very true, we only too often forget the real us, or how to make the most of our life.Great write.love Duncan