Just wrote a new poem and posted on Twitter. Please give me literary analysis: Routinely carried by myriad concerns; our days seem familiar, as if understood.

Mirrors get to be, reflecting each other; in interactions barely pondered, maybe.

Do wonder? Who am I really? Each day is unique really; future unknowable. 

What carries me truly? Questions have I. Write your response with exactly 4 paragraphs, separated with the markdown divider: ***.
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