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Jan 2014
Mirrors, mirrors,
left and right
and I can't see a thing

The clicking clock
goes tick tick tick
so I can't hear you sing

All I see is
me me me
but can't bear the sight

I'll rip it open,
let the red
block out all the light
Rachel Cloud
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