Shadow in the mirror;
The one not quite my own,
Hold on to reality insistently;
But they're not giving up,
Voice that calls to me;
Familiar yet unknown,
Hunt for solidity so desperately,
What am I afraid of?
Shadow in the mirror;
The one not now my own,
Close to insanity run quickly,
You never understood.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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