Reflection

“I saw it. I saw my name. My other name, written on the tombstone as I was walking past the cemetery.”

“You’re hallucinating. It couldn’t have been there.”

“But it is. I can prove it to you.”

“Show me.”

 

“There it is. Clearly carved on stone. How can it be here for everyone to see when it is only I who knows of this name?”

“I don’t see it.”

“How can you not see it? It’s right there in front of you.”

“All I see is my reflection in a mirror…”

 

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