Mirrored #household Is that me. Over there. In the mirrors reflective glare. O what has become of me. Soulless eyes. Stare back at me. Just a sickly. Waxy glow. I must be real. But how do I know. But what is this mirror. That stands before me. It's the mirror, of how others see me.
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