When I look in the

Mirror…

What I see, is a

Replica…

Of me

What’s invisible is the

Pain…

That burdens

Me…

Perhaps this will cease

To exist

Once…

My mind is

Free…

And my heart only

Belongs…

To me

I wish to be

A single…

Leaf…

Hanging on

One…

Family tree

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