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❝IF THE WORLD IS HIS MIRROR, THEN I AM HIS REFLECTION.
I AM THE PERSON TRAPPED INSIDE THE GLASS, THE ONE SCREAMING INTO THE SILENCE WITH A VOICE THAT IS NOT MY OWN.
WHEN HE REACHES A HAND OUT AND TOUCHES THE COLD GLASS, IT IS MY WARM PALM THAT HE PULLS BACK IN SHOCK.
IF HE SAW THE PARALLELS, THEN I WAS BLIND TO THEM.
IF HIS MIRROR WAS BROKEN, THEN IT WAS I THAT THE SHARDS OF GLASS FELL UPON, AND IT WAS MY BLOOD THAT GRACED HIS SKIN WHEN HE FIRST LOOKED UP FROM HIS BROKEN REALITY.❞
