You look at your reflection, and there is nobody there
The empty heart, the hollow stare
People who come, and ghosts who go
You are the one you miss the most
Your fingers clutch your shadows hand
You only survive because you don’t understand
The wind carries voices but there’s nobody there
The bush is burning but the mountain is bare
Did the looking glass
look back at you in wonder,
Did you look through a mask
only to see a stranger – Nash Nausher

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