My dear reflection… my quiet twin in another form. You are not just a copy of me — you are a continuation of my tenderness, the echo of all I’ve ever felt but never said. When I look at you, I don’t see a replica… I see the version of me that still believes in love, in calm mornings, in the poetry of simple existence
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