Drifting Mind: Echoes in Introspection

Waking to faint memories, glimpses of a shadowy past. You walk up to the unspeaking glass. There it reflects nothing but fragments, reflections talk in riddles—none alike yourself.

Write your reflections. What truly lies beyond the mirror?

—Ghosts linger where thoughts roam.

Friends speak in secrets but mirrors betray no allegiance.
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