The perfect evil duplicate, my double walker.

Mirroring my every move, a reflection of self.

Apparitions that sickly eat me, the extension of self.

A ghostly double, never a completion of self.

My ears closed, afraid to listen to a confession to self.

I was once a clone, but I had no interaction with self.

I have no place for the stranger twin, a harbinger of bad luck for oneself.

I do not ever want to meet you, I have fewer patients for myself.

Only one of us can exist and it is me the original self.

Copyright ©️ Rahima Vandy Kargbo

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