He sits alone in the corner of the living room His lips are sealed, he's got nothing to say, but a lot to think about. It’s me, all along, no one else. I am staring at myself; a reflective image in the window. I can see my face for the very first time again or maybe just a reflected image in the window. Until all my thoughts are taken by the wind. My name is just another word. I forget past, present and future, no love, no hate, no oxygen.

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