Tell me a story. Better yet, tell me your story. Tell me of your childhood. Tell me about your dreams, your desires. I want to know.
I am your ghost, your soul. You see me when you look in the mirror, but you never smile my way. It's as though you do not know who I am. Yet, I have always been by your side, always been there for you. Still we do not know each other at all.
You have never confided in me, we are strangers to one another. Look at me, here I am. I cannot see you unless you look me in the eye. Tell me I belong, and I always will. Tell me I'm special, and I always will be. Go ahead and tell yourself these things, because they are true. For once again, my friend, I am you.
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