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Who is Me?

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Here with no pulse.
Clear to the eyes of my beholders
but invisible to myself.
Looking into the mirror, I don't see anything.
A creature starts appearing whom I've never seen before.
She's beautiful and whispers something soft.
The word is change;
A well said word, yet powerful.
But what's there to change
if you've never actually been alive?





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