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Mirror Image In the mirror me stares back at me, my other self trapped inside a quicksilvered plate of glass. We are the same the me and me of my split personality. And when I am around, my other self becomes the perfect imitator catching my every move. But when I'm gone my other self dons a black dress and retreats to her darkest corner and awaits my return. |
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