Double luck that feeling, two bodies united in the incarnate world, kindred souls in the starry sky. It was strange being there dividing in two dangerous it was for many atrocious wear more masks of mine and hers widespread habit of changing voice often losing one's sense of being make a picture in broken mirrors instead of our confused reflections of others' faces and eyes and ears for sometimes another soul we've envied fearing our talent was but a lowly thing the two of us heard it and came together it was double luck indeed that feeling two bodies united in the incarnate world kindred spirits in the starry sky.