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I’m looking into the mirror. I’m trying to see myself. I’m like a flea. But a flea with a heart as big as an ocean. A heart that could jump just like a little flea. And this heart is beating so hard it provokes a tsunami. Continue reading ME IN THE MIRROR
You wonder why. You wonder how. You feel like crying. And suddenly, you see something in the image showing to you. It looks as if it gets foggy. Like it disappears in the bulb’s light and there goes another face, another body, another someone. Continue reading YOU IN THE MIRROR |
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You may start by looking into the mirror. It is possible not to see your face the way you saw it yesterday. You realize that under that quizzical look you send to the person facing you there are so many things you have always wanted to discover but you didn’t know how…
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