you make me wonder what it would be to live a life without mirrors and the words that i trip over you catch with your honeyed lips and we share them this wet night held out of doors by warm yellow light in this life void of mirrors you are beautiful we are both beautiful and i'm standing tall under this knowledge and the world is at our feet taxis through the rain glisten like the hissing road you make me wonder what it would be like
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