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The mirror,

That object with which we our walls adorn,

It hang s in every room and comes in many a shape and form.

The deceiver of youth and to the old a harsh truth

The revealer of age lines and grey hairs

Look closer my dear there’s the proof

I turn to you from a different angle to see if you’ve anything to say

But nothing contrary to the image from that previous day

Smooth, silver and exact no truth you disguise

But show only the facts and tell me no lies

But sometimes even the truth is hard to take in

So I run out the room vowing never to gaze upon you again

But in the end vanity always wins

And here I am once more standing

Before my honest and reflective friend