Is the person reflected in the mirror truly a version of yourself? Or are they merely a figment of your imagination? This piece touches on the subject of finding the best version of one's self in a world filled with doubt and dreams.

The Echo Of Me

Yoru

I can change the world and contain the darkness;

There is only so much one can do to remain flawless.

Your image continues to fill my memories.

I savor every moment in the meadow of roses,

Yet why do I seem to be constantly crying?

The sound of a flute resounds from some faraway place,

Thoughts of you have begun to slowly leave its place,

Will I continue to be alone for centuries?

The flowers that decorate this pathway have begun to bloom,

As I continue to fall into the endless deep.

Why do you appear to look exactly like me?

I realize it as soon as the rain arrives,

A strong-willed person who remains in disguise,

My soul has returned from an unknown distance;

As I walk this path for a thousand centuries,

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