Who are we 

But angles and reflections 

Of one another 

From the same do we emerge 

And yet for the pain we cause 

And endure 

For want of no other choice 

The mirrors we break 

And pieces afloat reflections fade 

And in that snap of the mirrored surface 

Do I commit the breaking fissure to memory 

For though this knowledge I do have 

Like most theories 

In practicality would it fade

And that’s how, my good people, 

Goodbyes come about.  



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