Looking through the mirror,
Faces I can see,
Many happy faces,
Looking back at me,

Looking even closer,
A tear fell from an eyle,
Pretty as a picture,
I know this is why,

Faces orm an oval,
Some so very round,
A few were bending over,
Touching on the ground,

Looking through the mirror,
Faces I can see,
One so very lovely,
Looking back at me.~*....
 
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