The counsellor kept a flower vase of roses

on a table at the center of the mirror room

all the walls reflected infinite images  of the flower vase

He started explaining

How the only vase the mirrors on the four walls

and the brain’s method of ignoring

illusion combine

in an overwhelming visual

I couldn’t focus on him further

The images were turning into

black and white photos of

hundreds of ancestors,

rulers, pages of religious scriptures

laws and rules in palm leaves to paper

and color photos of

the currency, books and awards

in my collection

that were someone else’s sometime

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