Thursday, March 18, 2021

To the ones . . .

To the ones who have slipped into the mirror,
And the ones who reflect it in their eyes.
To the ones who must hide everything,
And the ones who lose what they hide.
To the ones who cannot be silent,
And the ones who must lie.

Over at Winking Back from the Dark, I discuss this cryptic dedication.

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