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My Better Twin

MY BETTER TWIN On my shoulder sits a man, If he can't save me, no one can, Steers my days, controls my nights, Is there to share my few delights. Constant chatter in my ear, Then once again he'll disappear Invisible cloak to all but me But look again, you just might see, This twin of mine, my other being, Look, quickly, now you're seeing The man I really wanted to be Instead I ended up, just me.

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