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Can you imagine? What would it be like if you could view yourself as others do? I mean, If I could see in me what others do would I like who I have become, who I am? Would I truly see who I am or just the outside? Do I really show myself to others? What is it they see when they see me through their eyes? Would I see someone I envy, someone that I wanted to be like? Would I see someone who is fat, short, hidden shy or just average without having anything worth trying to come to know? What is it they see that sets me apart from others? When they speak to me, what is it that they expect; truth, loathing, intelligence or something else altogether? What is it that they experience when they are around me; dread, happiness, or trepidation? Could it be that my image in the mirror is destorted by my own views of who I am? Do I even begin to grasp what it is that I am to anyone other than myself? Does anyone see beyond the image before his or her eyes? When they look into my eyes do they ever see beyond the blue into who I am; who I am, truly? If I could see these things, would I be the same? Would I talk more, mingle with more zest? Do we ever truly know what an impact our lives have on others or the influence that we have on anyone else? Is it in vanity or self-awareness that I seek to know? Is it in search of being a better person? Does anyone else ever wander what impact he or she has on others? Does what I do, or what I have done impact anyone else, truly? Am I just like a leaf is too a tree, in the scheme of the world around me?
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