On Days like Immortality
On days when I think of myself
As a clean stranger, I get
To start again a true new beginning
Mirrors speak casually to me
My name in the voice
Of others sounds different
I learn to measure
The world’s feedback differently
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Once I am unleashed
A new person, something long-term
Changes in how I treat others
That’s when I know
I am Immortal, a soul on a mission
On a tiny gem of a Planet
Reciprocally I become
An interaction in real-time
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I speak up more, and say less
In a few gestures
Than ever before
There was no annual
Catastrophic disappointment
Just me, on days like a new beginning
Mirrors became windows
People became mirrors.
Wuji Seshat 