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Mirror on the wall


you look at me i make a clone i look behind you i make a clone of that 2 you see yourself you see beauty you see yourself you see ugly Everything is opposite in my world my right is your left your left is my right and your good is my evil you blame society for this evil creation but it was not them is was me i was given this curse when created without me there is no beauty or ugly there is just humanity i wait for the day i go to heaven By being broken into a million pieces and for seven years you'll live my curse but till then in i will be in hell HANGING ON THIS WALL
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