"A moment to reflect on the man in the mirror. Wondering about his appearance? How he smiles when inside, he's slowly decaying from the core of his being. His body blossomed as a rose, now looking frail, without color, and without purpose. A moment to reflect, on the stranger in the mirror. Hazy eyed and miserable to why existence has so many riddles, cause death is slowly creeping, and his mortality will need an answer, to what he did with it. A moment 2 reflect, on the man in the mirror. Looking okay on the outside, but without substance or a desire to live. Man, I wonder what made me so blinded?"
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