Alex Tourtillott
Wed, Jul 1

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I see a reflection of myself in this glass filled and red.
The hollow attempts are all left and dead.
In my hand this glass is now broken and so am I.
All was spoken, he died and now I am alive and free, to be the reflection that I see.
This is the man I need to be.


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