Inspired by Alex G
16 mirrors. 16 projections of distorted reality. 16 fallacies behind the mirror. Diverging. Virtual images. Vikrut rooh. Alex G on the radio while I walk in the room of reflection. 16 mirrors at the bottom of the well. Tick. tick. Tick. 16 clocks move in unison. Their pace increases as I run towards the end. Darting, the reflections whirring by. 16 mirrors. I ran out of breath trying to catch up with my reflection. 16 mirrors. They scream at me now. 16 mirrors. All of them lucid now. I see my polarity. 16 mirrors. 16 perceptions. Could they ever be congruent? Paranoia.
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