Reflections

Reflections
(by George)

I don’t recognize the face of the man

reflected  by the crystal mirror, so I ask:

“Who’s your reflection?”

Without an answer I wake up and get ready.

“Nice meeting you” , I hear the voice
of the man in the mirror say, in my way out.

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