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I stare at the endless view of the glass.

A dark shadow comes up, flying around my view. It shows the bad things, everything that's bad, that I want to change. The shadow feels like a coat for my soul, nothing more.

I don't want to carry this shadow around the world

I don't want to live in it

I'm staring at the view of my body in the mirror

My shadow

Me

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