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I am an arrow and a devourer of sunlight.
I am myself and my own reflection
in the mirror.
I could have done this
back when my limbs were made of clay,
back when I was pliable and soft,
before the thorns grew
and the claws.
No, it is not because I am lazy.
I just don’t feel like going
GloPoWriMo Day 20