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The Mirror
by Aparna Chatterjee
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  There I sighted the lonesome lass
a look of despair on her lifeless face
tears brimming in her gloomy eyes
her dark unkempt hair ' a shade of sorrow
may be I had seen her somewhere before
as she looked at me with a knowing gaze

There was a deafening silence between us
I tried to speak but the words had frozen out
So I kept on staring at her '
- and She at Me

Her lamenting eyes seemed to whisper:
'my bruised heart has been aching so long,
it cannot bear the pain any more'
it seeks solace, it seeks relief,
it's withering away of endless grief!'

I knew not how to console her
feeling just as helpless as she was
so donning a mask over the 'real' Me
and a 'made-up' smile on my face
I turned away from the mirror
and trudged along with the world's brisk pace
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