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May 2016
I see a strange girl, who looks like me,
But even if we pass by each other on the street,
Shoulder to shoulder,
I will not recognize her anyways.

I see a strange girl
They said it’s my reflection
But how come her presence doesn’t ring a bell?

I see a strange girl
Stated as me
Yet she is all the opposite of me

Are you me or am I you?
Quettevio
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