I sit in my usual spot

At this more than familiar place

In the company of faces,

all so beautiful, all so mysterious, all so ordinary.

I sit in this seat

as my eyes start to swell up

with tears aged a million years.

Amongst all that i know,

amongst all that is old,

amongst all that is comfortable;

why do i feel as if i dont know

the face I see everyday when i look

in the mirror.

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