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blue As I look around me sometimes I see,
fragments of memories dancing by me.
They call out my name and i'm pulled in my dreams,
that tell me of secrets long hidden it seems.
Escaping the torment inside my mind,
never quite knowing just what i'll find.
Look through the mirror that I call my life,
reflections they haunt me they cut like a knife
This is excellent, a very good poetic painting.