Mirror, mirror, on the wall,
Damn, my reflection enthralls them all.
No Medusa's gaze, no serpent's hiss,
My presence alone, sheer, potent bliss.
No need for coils or stony stare,
My impact's etched in the very air.
A kiss of stone? How quaint, how mild,
My very being drives mortals wild.
I am fly, a dazzling dream,...
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