What is I
It took five to make us
I were here when i came to the world
I were here when the world taught me how to be
I were here when the world showed me what not to be
I were here , always in silence , just listening
I were aware of the times when he was happy,
I were aware of the times when he cried,
I became him when he wanted me to be
He became Me when he wanted to
I was here then,
I was here now,
I died and was born again
I never left, though he left I .
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