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Image in the mirror
How did this being that shares my face come through the other side?
Did I invite him in?
I've watched him use my body to perform self mutilating tasks foreign to me.
Was it simply a matter of accepting my malevolent doppleganger?
Silence is golden to the weaker of the species.
For everyone else the pharmacy has the answer.
Did I invite him in?
I've watched him use my body to perform self mutilating tasks foreign to me.
Was it simply a matter of accepting my malevolent doppleganger?
Silence is golden to the weaker of the species.
For everyone else the pharmacy has the answer.
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