There is another me
A mirror I never see
With days not quite the same
And a completely different name
His days are 24 hours
In evening his shadow it towers
Yet that mirror never captures in it's frame
The reflection with a very different name
We both see the same sky
Yet argue colours until we'll die
Then when only bones remain
Will the only difference be a name.
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