Tuesday, November 23, 2010


Why did you think
That the one behind the mirror
Is the real you ?
Trapped in an inverted world
Behind a wall that is both a barrier
And your only hope for an identity.

Why did you think
That the one on the other side
Is only a ghost
Trapped in a living world
Yearning for a cocoon to sleep
And dream of a new life.

It only needed a splash
For you to see, it was not a mirror
But just water, that had stopped flowing.

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