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1. Reflection
A red roseon the mirrorwet with a symphonybeneath the falling rhymeI have seensilent fluid-filled spaceselectric rivers,silent white wingsflapping in darknesstravelling against timein an age of miracleswhat haunts you thenwhen you timidly exploreyour ownreflection?
2.The City of Mirrors-1-In the city of mirrorsthe streets shimmerwith pale blue propheciesand demon poetswalk slowly with candlesin a confused silenceamong the ruinsof voicesand dead cinemas-2-Beneath the metallic skythe capsule moon may revealfrozen lovers,lost in timeor actorsrehearsing their sex roles,amidst an enchantedforestwith smells of charmed liquids-3-In the city of mirrorsyou may find magic womenpractising alchemyor fortune-tellersstaring hard at their ownreflectionswith guns and memories-4-Here every reflectiontricks the eyeand tempts youwith a sinister gameof the sensesand every word spokenis coatedin a blue mistof telepathyor psychic cries-5-Sometimes,as lightening-strikes numbthe tentacles of the cityand darkness fades in a holy trance,to reveal signs of shockor horrorblood-stains on the wallor on an ancient rhymemight tell,you've travelled back in time-6-In the city of mirrorsevery vain game ends in failureand deathand as you runthrough the blinding light,every street looks the samein a maze of reflectionsuntil the mirrors dazzle your sights and senses,as if to say:here you all are prisoners of painyou may come only onceand never go back again