The mirror greets me with a face I don’t recognise.
It isn’t exciting, nor fascinating.
A smile appears, but it is borrowed, rehearsed.
It’s not mine.
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I am the Question I Cannot Answer
I walk through my own thoughts like a riddle, every heartbeat asks who I am while every echo disagrees.
I collect fragments of myself – laughter, quiet rage, and endless desires,
But, they scatter as quickly as they gather. eager to implement one of those. Nothing ventured, nothing gained! Don’t be too pernickety when a shot comes up, just use it!
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