Who?

Who is this man, his face aging, his eyes tired?
What are his dreams, his longings and hopes?
The meanderings and wanderings have led him here,
But tomorrow is again unsure and his mind spins relentlessly seeking answers from the past.
Who are you oh shadow, oh reflection? Where are you going little man, where is your peace now that you have turned again to yourself?
Should I continue to gaze longing for an answer or should I close my eyes and drift away?



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