Mist

A Poem

My mirror is misty
I can’t see clearly

My vision is blurry
I can’t see clearly

I spray
I wipe
I squint
I try

To assess things fairly

I break
I shatter
The illusions
One by one

Finally 
The mist is clearing

This poem was previously published in Lighthouse many thanks to Alexander Semenyuk for supporting my poetry.

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