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"me" and Me

As I sit here,
Wondering about myself,
Contemplating my shadow on the wall,
The shadow that draws Me,

In this dark shadow I see,
Webs of emotions swimming in “ME,”
The person in my shadow,
Someone other than Me,

The person that smiled,
That drew smiles on faces
Has disappeared,
And ended up being…Me,

I stared with confusion drawn on my face,
I didn’t understand myself,
But the vision I was seeing
Reflected a person that no one ever saw,
Nor did Me,

“ME,” 
Reflects a Mysterious Eternity,
A person that emerges for a reason
A person that tells Me things that 
Never were heard, 

I inhaled deeply,
For I was moved by my feelings,
“ME,” pressured Me to shed a tear,
That burned its way down my cheek,

My incomprehensible thoughts,
Flowed in Me
Like a salty river,
Triggering nothing but confusion
And irony, 

I felt a shiver in my spine,
The effect of thinking,
And the weakness of Me in front of “ME,”
Increased my mystification,

I wondered if this puzzle
Would come to an end,
And if I would ever comprehend,
Or if the confusion would befriend,

I realized that Me,
Lives in fear,
Petrifying life,
And is surrounded by pessimism,

“ME,”
Refreshed my mind,
Making Me realize the grief,
That imprisons it…
Guilt swam in Me,

I revived myself,
And rubbed my glaring eyes,
I couldn’t stop thinking
About all these thoughts,

In a few minutes,
“ME” has shown Me 
The weakness I hold
And the misery that lives within,

I glanced at my shadow again,
Seeing Me,
The person I am 
And the person that I’ll always be,

I closed my tearful eyes,
Knowing I’ll cry,
But my eyes wouldn’t shed a tear,
Instead, I felt a drawn smile…
Surrounding “ME,”
The person I am,
The person always with Me…

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