Mirror Can You Why Poem by James McLain

Mirror Can You Why,
above my hands,
beneath so full.
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And the neck you see,
so long and slim.
Holds up,
my face of silver,
never cruel.
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Leaning in,
I push you out,
the eyes grow darker,
larger sigh.
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You Recognize,
each circles blue.
The colors faded
as it is.
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Does the moon,
there out back,
treat us all this way.
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Each day,
the valley's filled with moss.
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And the trees,
are cleared away.
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