Mirror

Broken mirror

Shards galore

A million reflections

Whole no more.

Fractured identity

Confusion’s reign

A thousand splits

Unity to feign?

Personalities differ

Existence’s bane

Moods aswing

Mundane or sane?

Weighty issue

Crushed beneath

No Atlas mighty

No laurel wreath.

Struggle accustomed

Accustomed yearning

Infinite loop

Caught in the churning.

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