Split

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A soul reflecting my own
As I looked in his eyes
Copying my movements
Listening to lies
We're both the same
Just different in looks
All the same pages
Just different books
That's when I realized
I'm not just one
But two,
Spreading our wings
It being black and white and we flew

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