He talked
I listened
He listened
I spoke
Perfectly attuned
Is what we are
He knows my every thought
Because he thinks them too
There are no secrets
To share, between us
Because it is all common
Every step i take
Are ones that he took
Every feeling he voices
Seem to come from my mouth
There’s nothing exciting
About him
He’s me
I’m him
I just never knew
I would find myself
This boring
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