Vanity
S Sally Plumb Plumb
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The image of my picture's face
is young.
The crows feet in my mirror
are not my mirrors inperfections...
but mine.
Senseless staring, staring back,
I cannot bear the mirrors cracks,
and when was I my pictures face?
Long in the past.
Now I am cast
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