As I look into the mirror this morning
I wondered if it is truly me I see
It looks like me yet not like me
The built, the hair and the eyes the same
But is it truly me I see
As I look into the mirror this morning
I see a man different a moment ago
Aged, Withered, Battled and Torn
I wondered who is the stranger I see ahead
A Stranger I am and never was
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