You wanted to be clear.
The transparency of glass provokes clashes.
Mind you, it has a face.
I also noticed that mirror itself isn’t clear.
It only gives us an impression of it.
I have broken arms and legs, but you are sick.
You can’t walk and I am going to shrink.
You didn't know courage results from selfishness?
Why do you think you burst into tears?
It told me why I tried not to know.
I didn’t think I could tell you this.
I hoped you would tell me.
I needed to learn how not to take it.
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