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We started when we're four.

Two hands meeting
as we both gasped
when we saw each other.

We're the same.
Eyes, skin, mouth.
Molded from the same potter.

"I am you..."

And you are me.

I told her once,

"Neechan, what if you left me?"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk. We'll never be without each other.."

Mother remarried.
Saotome met Mika.
I,

I never got anyone.

Then one day, she asked me again to do it.

She is I and I am her.

Now, I live with her identity
while she is buried sixth feet
beneath the ground.

Nothing is the same again.

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