Dialogue
This dialogue is personal.
It’s about me
And it’s about you.
Where do we start and end?
Where do I end and you begin?
In every sense a gradient.
Each of us shares
And the other mirrors
From a reservoir of experience.
Alternately clear or cloudy or
Every so often reflecting
Blinding and illuminating light.
When mirrors reflect mirrors and
We become lost in permutations
Then we follow the trail
Back to the origin.
Where we each begin.
And we begin again.
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