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Tuesday, December 05, 2006 @ Tuesday, December 05, 2006


Only one of me
and nobody can get a second one
from a photocopy machine.
Nobody has the fingerprints i have.
Nobody can cry ma tears,or laugh my laugh
or have my expectancy when i wait.
But anybody can mimic my dance with my dog.
Anybody can howl how i can sing out of tune.
And mirrors can show me up multiplied
many times say,dressed up in red
or dressed up in grey.
Nobody can get into my clothes for me
or feel my fall for me or do my running.
Nobody hears my music for me,either.
I am just this one.
Nobody else makes the words
i shape with sound when i talk.
But anybody can act how i stutter in a rage.
Anybody can copy echoes i make.
And mirrors can show me multiplied
many times,say,dressed in green
or dressed up in blue.

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Uchiha Itachi; "People live their lives bound by what they accept as correct and true. That's how they define "reality". But what does it mean to be "correct" or "true"? Merely vague concepts ... their "reality" may all be a mirage. Can we consider them to simply be living in their own world, shaped by their beliefs?"