but.

I screamed and screamed, still no one heard me.

The mirrors didn’t see me

I am here, am I not?

I am in front of you. I stab at you. I push at you.

Push.

Pull.

Look at me. See Me. Hold Me.

Am I not here?

I look at me in splashes and puddles;

but I am still a little unsure.

I feel foreign to me;

But I am here.

I am. I am.

I must be here,right?

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