I look in the mirror
and ask the person I see there,
"who are you?
...that killed me yesterday?
You look familiar, but
I do not know you.
I saw you once before
in a dream
but then
you were transcendent.
Now you are disappointing.
For all that you are not
you are more than I was
For this I am sad
For that I am
Happy"
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