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Mirror Mirror

September 24, 2021

Mirror Mirror of the hell
Never you ever had treated me well
Happily as happy in the palace you did dwell
Ever you ever only glimpsed the beauty of the shell

''The wicked and harsh and cruel
The queen and witch who had a life dual
The rotten apple whose poison was the fuel''
They praised me more and more, both in palace and the hovel

May not be me, as white as snow
May not be me, as vivid as rainbow
As night I was dark
And rough as tree bark

The bells churned for her
And horses rode for her
And a prince dashed for her
And you dumped me for her



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