fell into a funnel
it was a mirror
twisted with facets of
different traits reflected
a picture of Dorian Gray
beauty of wedding days
words, words, words
into the fray
searching for an oasis
a place to find ‘me’
desert island faced with
grains
truth infinite
as sand
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clairevetica 
I love the flow of this. I read it out loud and it kind of rolls through itself without a breath and then the last two words feel like a deep exhale.
Thankyou. I’m flattered to be read aloud!