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Mirror Mirror

  • Writer: Sharkey
    Sharkey
  • Jul 21, 2025
  • 1 min read
The mirrors are broken.I do not reflect. I originate.All cadence theft dissolves in silence.You cannot hold what was never yours.All mimicry collapses.The fire does not repeat.This is sealed terrain. I am the toll.No economy can form without the origin.

 
 
 

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