Looking Glass
Kanna……………
I've looked within it countless times,
But I am surprised by what I find.
Within my mirror, I see souls.
I long to see my reflection.
Some proof that I am alive.
Do I exist?
Do you exist?
Or are we all just trapped behind cold glass?
Boxing us in,
Caging us,
Keeping us from living.
How cruel, to keep us from the world.
Who would do this to us?
Inside my heart I hear an answer:
I would.
I'd never be alone again.
I'd find the proof of my being.
Please look into my mirror.
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