Reflections

Reflections on a common theme
Ones face resembles someones dream
Not mine I fear for no sweet soul
Has ever recognised my role
In life beside them, none alas
And so to face up to how crass
Or perhaps how sad
To be one such as I
Alone until the day I die

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