Twenty six years have passed.
When you looked in the mirror what did you see?
A happy man with a fulfilling life?
A man who could not see the illness?
A man who refused to fight the illness?
Your demons staring at you?
Looking in the mirror with no reflection at all?
I looked at the mirror stained with your blood.
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