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Reflections in the water;

I always thought mine absurd-

as it copied and mocked me

claiming us kindred and same.

Are we the same really

or are we strangers alike,

sharing faces and features

but not soul.

My life back-lit with truths half-remembered

the reflection held in the unknown's shroud-

my darkness resulting from my failure and losses

my mimic using tricks of shade and distortion.

Are we really that different

or in some moments compared,

holding past and future

with no map.

My features all changing with time and with age

Her facade inconsistant as the ripples cast lies-

the hope that I grasp due to those who could reach me

she holds only the darkness which calls from the depths.

Are we really so different
or perhaps much the same -

two sides of existence

and both real.

Are we really the same

are we so really different -

different shades of the light

and both imagined.