Reflection

Bound since birth

Two souls entwined

Same blood

Same face

But different lives

Precious thing I hold most dear

Me but without the mirror

Narcissistic?

Egotistic?

Pride is not my sin

The one true thing I hold most dear

Is not me

But my twin

This poem is about: 
Me
My family

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