There are new people in my life
New fingers on my hand
I weave designs with threads
Loop knots around them
Stories and a few thoughts
Little puzzled, a little chaos
There are old acquaintances in my life
Lines on my palm
Describing my days that were and are to come
Nerve endings defining me
My mind questions.
I question my mind.
Can someone peer in
And tell me there are not infinite reflections
Of the same me
Standing in front of one mirror
Two mirror four eight sixteen
With my new different sized fingers
And the same brown hair.
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