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Carnival Mirror
Distorted image of a face that`s not mine
My only accessory is a serpentine twine
Coiled round my neck, my Self it`s smothering
I suffer the consequences of its mothering
Its grip is tight, bite venomous, gaze hypnotic
The spell seems unbreakable, its reign is despotic
Confusing and confused, my thoughts and words it rules
Existence is tainted, decorated with false jewels
The image in the looking glass is not really me
My actions are misleading too, they`re not free
Honesty and veracity are only to be found here,
From this sphere the puppeteer is forced to disappear
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