Mirror, I'M You
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Neela Nath Das
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you are my altar ego
and you are mad like me.
Mirror, you are mad.
You smile, I smile,
you cry and me? Yes
me too shed tear from
the cloud of sorrow.
Mirror, mirror how
can I ignore my days, nights
spent with you?
No, knife can get me
apart from my memory.
Stand before your mirror,
you will find me.
Mirror, I'm you! !
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