Every person has his shadows, every person has his reflections A thousand mirrors around me, a thousand mirrors to let us see A thousand mirrors, but none of the reflections is really me. A thousand times I see myself, but every mirror shows some one different, some one that’s not me. A thousand mirrors and many more, but none of them reflects where I’m searching for. A thousand mirrors can’t let me see who of them is the real me. A thousand mirrors, a thousand lies. A thousand times to see me die. A thousand times to see me fade. Thousand mirrors who decides witch one goes, and which one stays. Even thousand mirrors can’t tell me why. So I stay in this room, this room with a thousand mirrors.
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