Aks--amirah ahmed
the reflection in the mirror stopped her,like an old aquaintance, who had seen her in her best of times at home day and night, so her dampened gaze was locked , last time she was there clad in a pink frock, silky black hair, shining black eyes , dusky complexened, it was the evening before the day her milk tooth had broken, she already had lost two, three including this one
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