Sparkling mirrors show a smile,
Once, long since here forgotten.
The brightness that was you,
Is shinning now in distant parts.
I wonder for a while,
Would you ever know my love?
The kind that passes over all,
Through walls and plated glass.
A corridor for passing through,
With echoes of a happy cry.
I sat because I wanted to,
Remember your graceful touch.
Forever, lives have gone ahead,
The winds of change have come.
But for a moment, happily,
I’ve known how you were fun!
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