The Echo

Be careful what you speak
For karma is the echo

Thank You, Solitude

You taught me patience
You taught me fortitude
You taught me reflection

Reflections

I don’t quite like that guy.
That fellow standing in front of me.
Looking back at me. Looking just like me.

He stands tall, his heart is fair,
But I don’t like some of what I see.
His form’s not perfect.
It’s tarnished in places.

I can see his flaws up close.

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