The Hidden Reflection
/I'm searching for the hidden reflection of me.
The smuged image in the mirror I can longer see.
She is the sunbeam dancing in the leaves of the trees.
A shard of glas tricking my eye with a kaleodoscope of light
In twilight, I can almost touch her hand.
But she dissolves in the waves as the tide reaches land.
By Jonna Kihlman
From: Sweden
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