Gracefully i stare, reflecting upon the reflection that stares back at me staring back at it, staring back and forth we stare reflecting.
What reflects back to me when relfecting upon reflection is the mistakes that shaped the reflection i see..
I, a shapeless being, stand reflecting upon a being shaped by mistakes made..
So i guess that makes my shaplessness a shape less, because of the mistakes that have shaplessly shaped it.
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