WHO ARE YOU? - Written by Carroll Bryant
He stands as tall as I do and he looks the same as me
His eyes, his hair, his skin
So who can he be?
He moves, he shakes when I do when I stare him in the face
I see him every morning when I go to shave
I never quite got to know him though he is my perfect friend
He believes exactly like me and I wonder, who can he be?
I never know what to say to him, and we never do really talk
Yet he knows at the moment I look at him, exactly my every thought
He blinks his eyes in precise time
And he mocks everything that I do
And when I walk away, he walks away too
Hey, who are you?
(You have got to be joking .... )
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