Who is this stranger
in
the mirror
Staring at me
in
a malevolent way?
He says he is I,
And yet he bears no likeness to me,
And about me
he
knows nothing.
He,
Who does not deserve
to
have anything
But a small cloud of dust
in
the wind,
Dares to claim to be the owner
Of everything I have.
By mimicking me
he
gains nothing
Beyond himself,
But he limits the days of my life
To his own share of time.
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