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Passing the mirror
To her, she is unseen
Here in the present
And somewhere in between
Echoes of another life,
Fill her mind
Clouded judgements
Mistakes, for which she’ll pay
Haunt her entire being
But there was no other way
Her mind filled with strife,
A life unkind
Never thought this would happen
Or what it would never be
Turning her back on someone
That certain someone, it was she
Remaining the dutiful wife,
Vows that bind
Moments pass, fleeting
She now realizes the path
Of where, at last, it will take her
Waiting, for the aftermath
Whatever possessed her to pick up the knife?
Still fighting her demons, she remains, confined…
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