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Lost in My Reflection

Lost in a room
Both white and pure
Windows cover every part.

So many choices
Only one I must choose
This one or that one
They all look the same.

That one is small though
But could it be the right one
Or is it?

As I look inside
I see me
Or at least I think so
It looks like me.

But as I look deeper
I see a new me
I close my eyes
And pretend its not real.

I then awake
And discover that I
Am who I choose to be
And I should never change.



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