You think you see me?
It's just a reflection.
You think you know me?
You don't.
You think you can touch me?
You have no idea.
You think I'm here?
I'm nowhere to be found.
I am a mirrored image:
I'm who you want me to be
I'm what you want me to be
But I'm changing:
I'm fading from your glory.
I'm moving on.
I'm no where near free....
But I'm getting there....
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