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My heart is as crystal clear as the water
Stored in a green or blue pool
Where they, sans any clothes, step into,
Wearing the gown - the flesh and blood

My frame is as beautiful as a young girl,
Well-done in the beauty of teens,
Who waits for her lover coming
From behind, for blindfolding her love.

My base is as grounded as root of a tree
Standing tall among the bushes
Which smile in green to compete
With beautiful sunlight of the morning

My bust is as strong as a the broad chest
Of the newly recruited warriors
Who are well girded up in loins to meet
Other counterparts, manned on the front

Both sides of my heights guard the glass
Well-cornered in the sheath
Hiding the dusty participles of faces
Of the onlookers bringing glow on faces.

I am a mirror - if intact, I can reflect
The reality, with falsehood hidden behind
But if broken, even then I can reveal
True self: spit, split, lit or slit even in bits.

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