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As I stare out
The mirror-window,
Reflecting city lights
Through dark filled nights
Where the dim lights
Of the Union Bank building
Appear like stars
In the nightly sky.
Not billions
Of miles away,
But in my face,
In my eyes.
I see my reflection
In the opaque mirror
Without eyes,
Without a soul.
I stare into
Empty eye sockets
Only to read
The words
Of Union Bank.
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