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I think I see a ghost in the mirror,
Or maybe its just mine,
Staring coldly back at me
From another time,
Could it be a warning,
To get my life on track,
To maybe look around
And take a step back,
Because I dont run hard,
But I live fast,
Because we've got to get it now
Before now is the past,
I keep staring at his eyes,
Looking back at me,
And then I see
What I could be,
Maybe its a dream,
A trick on my eyes,
Trying to fool me
Trying to fool my mind,
Because I'm not crazy,
I'm just not all there,
And if I'm out here
Then whos in there?
Blaine McCanless
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