wen i look at my reflection
i find a stranger
a strnger who's done familiar things
familiar life
familiar pain
familiar joy
yet none that seems real
when i look at my reflection
i find an ambition staring back at me
fulfilling it .. each and every moment ..she lives
yet .. nothing thats real
for the real lies
in my conscience
in all my travels
in all my feelings
that have travelled eons
it goes right into the universe
and forever explores the fourth dimension
dats my reality
dats really me
n till i find it in my reflection
my soul.. knows not rest!
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