The Mirror That Died Yesterday
My old mirror died yesterday,
Broken into thousand pieces,
I guess it so decayed,
I let it to rest in peace at last.
I got myself a new mirror,
I put it in the same frame,
Alas and behold this mirror,
It shows and reflect wrong images.
What has changed I know not,
Is the old mirror jealous I know not,
Is the new mirror fake I know not,
But what I see is me not.
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