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I look in mirrors when I'm getting ready to go somewhere. I make sure I look nice and then go. I don't tend to look in mirrors in the middle of the day to check if I look good. If I'm in front of a mirror I will look. Usually when I look just randomly I check my expression more than my appearance. Like I want to know how I am, or maybe how others see me. Weird, I know.
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Whether we write or speak or do but look
We are ever unapparent. What we are
Cannot be transfused into word or book.
Our soul from us is infinitely far.
However much we give our thoughts the will
To be our soul and gesture it abroad,
Our hearts are incommunicable still.
In what we show ourselves we are ignored.
The abyss from soul to soul cannot be bridged
By any skill of thought or trick of seeming.
Unto our very selves we are abridged
When we would utter to our thought our being.
We are our dreams of ourselves, souls by gleams,
And each to each other dreams of others' dreams.
Fernando Pessoa, 1918
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