The Mirror That Knew Too Much
One day, a little boy whispered a wish—
to see his future in a mirror of truth.
The heavens listened... in silence.
And when the moment finally came,
he looked—
just once.
The mirror didn’t scream,
it didn’t cry—
it simply shattered into silence.
And the boy?
He never disappeared...
he just stopped being who he was.
Because some futures, once seen,
don’t leave you the same.
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