Your left, my right,
Shadows play,
Stretch out a hand —
Stomp.
Up and down remain
Relatively the same,
Your right, my left,
Whatever it is, is
Not a shadow, truth —
Breathe.
Talk to them
Through mirrors,
You will need at least
Two.
One will invert,
One will turn back,
and so to infinity —
Dance.
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