|The Passage - Elisabetta Trevisan|
There is another woman I am who fears
the choices I make might compromise her own.
I want to be alone with my thoughts,
she sings in the shower.
I eat my vegetables,
she orders a pizza.
I walk barefoot around the house,
she spends a small fortune on shoes
I read Bukowski,
she quotes Jane Austen.
I have stage fright,
she recites poems.
I work overtime
she falls in love.
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