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The eyes of the goddess sharp edged broken mirror
scattered on the ground
whispering, I love you
in different languages
as it all went up in smoke
stinging my eyes
because I stood to close emotionally
not geographically
our lost children wander in exile
until the goddess and I come closer
until then It is I love you
in different languages
a lost breathless
emotionless kiss
for another stranger
scarred by the broken mirror