Wednesday, September 28, 2005

mirror, mirror on the wall



It happens all the time! When I lay down on my playmat, I look up at the twinkling star and I see him. I see this face that does everything I do. It's a copycat face I tell you.

When I smile, he smiles.
When I move my head, the face moves his head.
When I cry, he cries.
When I put my hand in my mouth, he puts his hand in his mouth.

STOP COPYING ME!

The only thing is, I only see him when I'm under my twinkling star. I wonder if he lives there. I wonder if he'll ever go away. I wonder if he'll ever stop copying me.

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