The Mirror

 Seeing is believing.

Whatever was thought or said,

these persistent, inexorable deaths
make faith as such absent,

our humanness a question,
a disgust for what we are.


Whatever the hope,
here it is lost.


Because we coveted our difference,
here is the cost.

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