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── ❲ reflection. ❳ 𝄒
⋕ ; ❲ am i a monster, or does humanity peer back at me through the glass of my eyes?
in this reflection, confusion reigns, as i ponder the truth behind my guise.
does my heart beat with a villainous rhythm, or is it but the echo of mankind's sins?
the mirror reflects a twisted existence, leaving me questioning where the darkness begins and ends.
what manner of creature does stare back at me now?
a monster, or merely a vessal for pain?
and in this reflection, i search for
redemption.
yet, i only find questions that drive me insane.
but, admidst the shadows that dance on my face, i see a glimpse of both wickedness and grace.
the line of monster and man begins to blur, leaving me in this enigmatic space. ❳
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