In my last dream I met myself It was a strangest of impressions It's not an image as you think One used to see as a reflection He was away but same time close So I was feeling kind of pressure I asked him - hey, you must be me He didn't want to make confessions He turned his head and then escaped Instead a mirror I was facing Told me - look, and there I saw Not me but total stranger…. | 
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