You're very fragile aren't you?
You're always hiding behind a two-way mirror
The kind of mirrors that they use in carnivals and play tricks on us
And like those mirrors
You're not real
Like silkworms decided to call you home
And created silk around your figure
So beautiful, so young
So precious
You only see the worms
Subjected to the title of a lone wolf
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