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Apr 2015
Day by day I turned the page,
day by day I read your words;
Gradually, heavily, leisurely-not,
I leave my body, unconsciously.

Covered with long white sleeves,
muttering and uttering,
"Change does not exist,
one simply takes one step closer to their true self."

Natheless, drifting was I,
and you say true self;
Withal, nameless was mine,
yet you blabber true self.

Unknown and unseen,
haunting me dawn and dusk;
So there it lies,
my stranger,
my true self.
I am you and you are me,
lying within the same body;
yet what differs me and you,
would be the one they say true self.
Written by
   S R Mats, ---, josin137 and Jane
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