Poem: Not A Mirror for Me

Not A Mirror for Me

The others looked
and said they were glad
to see themselves,
and I did not notice
that I was not there,
never realized it
until now, until
it had been true
for so long
my not noticing
becomes a bigger question
than my own absence,

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