I look at you, and I see me
I reach out to you, you reach out to me
You are so real, yet unreal
For if you were real I should feel you, shouldn't I?
Who is this man in the mirror?
Or woman, as the case may be?
So real, yet unreal
Looks like me, I agree
But wait, I am not the woman in the mirror
I am the woman standing in front of the mirror
As real as I can be
The one who is here with you
Written by Ozioma Ogbaji
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