The morning mirror shows a face
That looks familiar, but I recoil.
I must have met that man somewhere, some-when.
But how dishevelled, how gaunt, how glum.
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Submitted to Poem-Hunter two years ago. If this feeling is part of a reader's experience, I would be glad to know it. 3/5 rating for me. AM