The Voice

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A loud voice hurled me back to the reality from realm of my thoughts.

I got up to look for it.

It was also peculiar.

I saw a face stranger to me.

In the mirror.

I am free to be myself, but who am I?

Was the question making noise to make me realize its presence, to notice it.

I stood blank as the stare from my reflection swallowed me.

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