They: Be the mirror!

I: I won’t be the mirror!

They: we hate that you won’t do what we say, so we hate you!

[some time passes]

[everybody is a bit sad]

They: what do we do?

I: I don’t know

…

[some time passes]

…

They: Be the mirror!

I: I’m the mirror!

They: we hate the mirror, so we hate you!

[some time passes]

[everybody is a bit sad]

They: what do we do?

I: I don’t know

…

[some more time passes]

…

I: I guess I’ll go then, again. Maybe some others have food that I can eat and water that I can drink, so that I don’t die

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Update: This poem will be the last that I ever write so as to try to avoid even more abuse than is currentky beibg inflicted upon me. Cruelty should not be encouraged. Cruelty in the world is very real, I am absokutely certain if that now.

Update: Lots of very unnusual internet connectivity issues today

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