Vision holds a door of time

That defines existence.

Until the reflection is broken

By the entirety of life.

In the discarded mirror

We never expected.

Poem by New York Trash Stories.

(Broken mirror found on 55th Street between 9th and 10th Avenues in Hells Kitchen, Manhattan, NYC.)

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