Little child -
Fascinated with mirrors,
Deluded with fairy tales
Of parallel universes,
Illusions and echoes
From a reflecting surface.
Innocent child –
Testing the strength of his myth
one stone flung in righteous anger.
Disbelief reflected
From a dozen scattered pieces on the cold floor.
Pouting lips and creased forehead
Commanded his flight
From the scene of betrayal
Into the woods nearby.
By now he has learnt
Never to let even a teardrop fall
Into the pond,
To keep his other-worldly twin
From falling apart.
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