Could it be true that I am nothing but a mimic?
A mimic of my environment throughout my life?
A mimic of the society in which I live?
A mimic of the stories woven, told, and witnessed?
Could it be true that I am nothing but a mimic?
A mimic of my environment throughout my life?
A mimic of the society in which I live?
A mimic of the stories woven, told, and witnessed?