Looking over your shoulder
Looking for promises kept
Dreams that are broken
Stretch out your hands to a desolate land
The wind wipes away every trace from the sand
The mirror’s cracked along the angles of your face
Where do you belong in it’s tangled embrace
The looking glass looks back at you in wonder
You look through a mask only to see a stranger
What blink of an eye, whose tear, whose stare
What fork on which road is taking you where
Sometimes you wish you could fly but where can you go
Where can you hide so your shadow won’t find you
Everything you are fleeing is right here inside you.Nausher Nash Banaji 

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