That shadow my likeness that goes to and fro seeking a livlihood,
chattering, chaffering,
How often I find myself standing and looking at it where it flits;
How often I question and doubt whether that is really me;
But among my lovers and caroling these songs,
O I never doubt whether that is really me.Gotta go to Hell tonight. Kill this guy i
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