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As I looked into the mirror I saw a woman gazing at me A woman that I have never seen before Thousand questions are buzzing in my mind like a bee. Who is she? Why is she staring at me? She had the most beautiful eyes I have ever seen. I was mesmerized. I was captivated. I was enchanted. I have never seen such gorgeous eyes before. Is she even human? I could definitely stare at her for eternity. I gathered the little strength I have to besiege her. "Who are you?", she flaunt her radiant smile... Tears. Why are there tears? She started crying. No! Stop! Stop those tears. I like your smile. She keeps on weeping, tears are flowing nonstop... I try to reach her but every time I did, she is getting away from me Why can't I reach her? She is just there, in the mirror. Crying. Weeping. Her tears. I can feel her tears in my feet. Her tears are flowing in my feet. Wait? How? Opsie! The tears are moving fast, any minute now we will be drowning. Please, stop! I hear her voice. Weeping. Agonizing. Saddening. Slowly both of us are drowning. What did I do? Who is she? Darkness is slowly invading me. A voice. I can hear a voice. But, wait... The voice is familiar. A voice that I can recognize that I cannot tell. "I am YOU, YOU are ME,"What? Who? The mirror is talking to me? But her lips are not moving. We are drowning. Save us. "I am the SMILE that you forget, and you are the TEARS that I hide." We are drowning because of you. You are killing you. And You can save You. For the last time, I reach her hand. I did, I touch her through the mirror and slowly wipe her tears flowing. As single tear fell from my eyes, I envelope her in my arms. The hug is so magical that the ocean of tears sorrounding us is slowly disappearing. I try, I try to copy her smile and show her the smile that she love. I try to remember her presence. I try to be the Me that I was. I. I. I. I break the glass and she fades.
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At age 12, I looked into a tall antique mirror- it was the first time I had a notion that my brain and my soul are separate things- Consciousness. Who is this person looking at me in the mirror? her eyes are brown, she is smiling.. why is she smiling? why is she sad? at times her eyes are empty- who is she? or who is? Why is it looking at me in the mirror? why don't I feel that we are One? Earth is not Home. This is becoming apparent each day, if it was, it would be a whirlwind of crazy, but the earth is a good training ground, in here are clues that we need to pick up. If you interact with humans you would know that you won't be able to understand them. Like fish taken out of the water- Humans are energy suckers- they will take everything from you if you don't learn how to shield and put boundaries- this is because most are sleeping- their eyes are shut- the real one-

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