everything is opposite and yet the same. that’s how mirrors work, I know that and yet I blink.

the person smiling back at me, lips pulled wide, eyes drawn narrow, I’ve never seen before and yet-that’s me.

we look the same, her and I and yet I think she knows something I don’t. 

I ask her questions: why didn’t I take that risk? What will happen next?

and she just smiles, this twin of mine, because what she knows, she knows best. 


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