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Acknowledgment I SEE THE VARIETY OF
PEOPLE AND WONDER IF THEY ARE WATCHING ME AS I
AM WATCHING THEM,
STROLLING THROUGH THE
CROWD, I SEE A DISTORTED REFLECTION OF
ME.
I'M NOT QUITE SURE
WHO'S THE VICTIM IN THIS SENSE. BUT WHAT IS
COMMON SENSE TO A COMMON FOOL?
ARE YOU A REFLECTION OF
ME OR AM I OF YOU?
AS MY THOUGHTS DRIFTED,
I FAILED TO REALIZE THAT THE DISTORTED FIGURE
HAS DRAWN CLOSER TO ME.
IS THIS A WORLD OF
BLIND FAITH?
HAVE I ADVANCED TO A
WORLD OF INCONCEIVABLE BELIEF OR IS THIS A
PRODUCT OF HEAVY MEDITATION?
THIS FIGURE IS NOT OF
MY APPEARANCE BUT I KNOW IT'S ME.
SHE'S STARING ME DEEP
INTO MY EYES, KNOWING FULL WELL, I CANNOT LOOK
INTO HER FACE.
HER SCARS REFLECT MY
OWN CONFLICTIONS AND DOUBTS BACK AT ME.
THEN WITH A NO DOUBT IN
MY MIND, I ACKNOWLEDGE THIS IS MY DESTINY
SPITTING IN MY FACE!
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