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[venal]

Today when I look at my reflection, I look like my brother and my heart breaks. I see the point of his chin and the curve of his cheek. My pale blue eyes are his eyes and my lips are not mine. Even the tilt of my head betrays me and today I am not me. I am him, in mind and body

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[blind_guy]

:-( I thought high school would make that stop.

[anonymous]

At least your nose is your nose. No one has one just like it. Flexible cartilidge rules!