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Yes, I am you, I can be neutral, hot or cold
I am different yet I am every human in this world
Your mind's not mine yet you have my heart
Your soul, my soul, yet we are still apart
Your eyes sometimes  look like mine
Your ears never differ when one plays a line
Your skin is fair but inside I have the same
You also hope for a momentary power and fame
Who doesn't want joy is such a hypocrite
I see you in the mirror when you want to quit
You sing my song when you stand and walk
I wear your clothes whenever I talk
Now, why don't you hold my ***** hand?
I never question your feet when full of mud
We both dance when music plays
Yet one might stop and leave when the other stays
As painters, we borrow each others paint
Yet your art could make them call you a saint
I should have no question, this is life, I know
We're just actors playing a complicated show...

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