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Narcissus
I have worked hard for this.
This still water,
quiet and accepting.
This solitude.
This meadow where I grow,
golden and perfect,
immaculate.
My life’s work
reflected in this flawless shape,
this precious piece of art.
GloPoWriMo Day 21 - the myth of Narcissus
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