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  • Nita Bajoria


The still water of the lake cautioned me eagerly,

I reflect truth,

Naked, stark and unvarnished.

I stood undaunted.

The reflections changed

From peach to purple

From white to black

From red to blue

I stood undaunted,

With quite an effort.

And then within seconds

I closed my eyes

And looked into myself.

The images proved fair.

Taking a deep breath

I stared back at the glass-like surface of the silvery liquid

This time smiling, I said,

“Cool! I like you”

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