House of Mirrors

Who stalks me through the narrow ways,

warping past corners, in this maze.

Who?

peers darkly from a silvered face

espying me as I breathily race

unable to get away

STAY!

follow me no more. I turn

run back the other way, Learn.

It is no use.

There you are, Just behind.

Blocking every door I find.

Who are you? Leave me be!

OH!  I see your.....

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