"Did you ever wonder if the person in the puddle is real. And you're just a reflection of him?"
"If that was true. You'd disappear as soon as the person in the puddle moved away from the puddle, right?"
"Gee. I guess so. I hadn't thought of that."
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Strangers passing in the street, by chance, two separate glances meet,
and I am you and what I see is me
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