Mirror mirror please come on!
What the nonsense is going on?!
Mirror mirror tell me why
Why am I so tired tonight?
Mirror mirror tell whole truth
Maybe I'll die soon? It's true?
Mirror mirror I beg you
Tell me what I need to do?
The old mirror sighed and said
Oh my soul please go to bed
All your worries (It*s no joke!!!)
Burn and wind will scatter smoke...
P.S. They*ll be burned by the Sun
My best wishes & Well done! :)
*Стихотворение посвящается персонажу "-mirra-".
The Old Mirror
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