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if only

i was there

in your picture

not missing

not exactly

just somewhere

between the people

and the colour

of tomorrow

the world asked me

why so many reflections

i said

which one

it said

yours

i looked

there were more dreams

than faces

more bubbles

than windows

more things

i could not absorb

without becoming

one of them

so i kept them apart

the reflection

from the body

the body

from the name

the name

from the person

who kept answering

to it

the heart

did not belong

to anyone

it was only there

beating

like an unopened room

and still

the sky

would not open

clouds kept changing shape

bird

mountain

door

your face

nothing

again

the clouds knew

but never informed me

how strange

to watch the future

changing costumes

above your head

while tomorrow

stood somewhere else

waiting

i looked behind me

and behind me

was another me

then another

then another

a long snake

of backs

carrying reflections

that had forgotten

their bodies

i tried to call mine

but my voice

returned

wearing someone else’s face

no

i said

no no

not that one

not that reflection

not that tomorrow

then the mirror

went quiet

and for the first time

nothing looked back