Dull eyes stare back
through the reflection.
A false depiction of "me"
reaches through the glass.
It's terrifying to look in the mirror,
knowing that I am never going to recognize
the person who's staring back at me.

It morphs,
it changes,
clones are created,
and I do not know who the original is,
and I'm afraid I never will.

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