Mirror as you talk,

strange creatures stream back in rancid gawks –

Reside behind nights' curtain...they stalk;

Appearances truly can deceive,

you're no friend... I tend to intuitively perceive;

Climb high as hands can take over horizon,

sway through sinuous waters upon the back of Poseidon –

Regard colorful rising moon-bow...

such a rarity to behold,

rain camouflaged remised bow stalks,

to safety with might...run feverishly...not walk –

Are you wary of likely tremendous deeds?

Replicate pumas designed strength entirely,

as willingness bends...as will the change in me.

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