Monologue

At three, you indulge yourself
A bit of verse ,your  universe
To look at your self in waters
Not as self-love but hold from
Getting washed away to hills.

Let words touch ears creating
Other worlds, newer semantics,
Joker mirrors  to break oneself
In weird ,implausible splinters.

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