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in the aisle
alone in a crowd
sitting beside my reflection
we stare at each other
i in my world, her in two dimension
if we could switch places
just for a moment in time
how different are our worlds
would she fit in in mine
i look to my left, her dark counterpart
only a sliver of light illuminates her nose
two different sides of me
to the left, her golden hair glows
the darker half is my anger
she hides herself well
the lighter side is my happiness
she has many memories to tell
but i am in the middle
stuck between dark and light
not drawn to anger on the left
not drawn to happiness on my right
when the light goes out, they go away
i'm left all alone
no one to my left , no one to my right
no one, i'm on my own
