Oh my goodness look
who it isn't! Thank god, I thought
it was you. But it's not, is it? You're
somebody quite the else. Nor am I
the one to mistake you for who
you aren't. It was only
a momentary sense
of misplaced self,
not mine, but yours. Or rather, not.
A misplaced face, and body, gesture
and manner, posture and grace, and art,
all poured into who you
could never have been.
It could never be you,
from what I've seen.
Some start!
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