The Mirror
Like a mirror, clear and shiny,
Was my heart in its happiness,
Reflecting in bright rays of love,
Your beautiful image back to me.
Yet you struck this mirror,
In anger, a deceptive man.
With that your image was broken,
And a thousand grimaces I see.
-Mia Holm
translated by Joe Bandel
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