Hall of Mirrors
When you walk the hall of mirrors,
You should be looking down,
Things will eventually get clearer,
If you can see the ground...
Once you have an indication,
What’s the best direction,
Mark each pane within relation,
Until you see the connection...
Don’t get fooled by the illusion,
Of you walking past,
Each copy of you in seclusion,
Trapped within the glass...
Because no matter where you stare,
You’ll always see the same,
Image of you standing there,
But that’s where it remains...
Don’t follow a reflection,
If it’s leaving you with doubt,
It is just a cloned projection,
That’ll find its own way out...
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