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Mirror Mirror

As I look into the mirror,
I don't know what I see.
I see a different person,
An image that is not me.

It scares me to see this stranger,
I don't know what she does.
She sits and stares in awe,
She's Perfect without flaw.

Where did this person come from?
She has a lot of class.
This mirror I look into,
seems to erase the past.

Copyright April 30, 1986

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