Me
I am not only what you see
When you stand in front of me
Before the mirror.
I am also mixture
Of memories,
The cells of my skin
They have interwoven
The amusing caresses
That could not flourish.
If you look in my interior
You will see a source of water
That flows for eternal life.
This water belongs to
My illusion fountains.
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