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I have this mirror
At the end of my bed
I look in it all the time
I love to tell it stories
About my day
My pain
My happiness
Make belive story's
Or just reading a script
My mirror has got me through
So many things
One time
My parents heard me
They told me to shut up
That I sounded crazy
They started asking what's wrong
Who's in their with me
Who am I talking to
Who's responding
Do I have a friend over
They start trying to break down the door
Luckily I locked it
Because my mirror would of got angry if I didn't
I look to my mirror
The person smiles at me
I put my hand to the mirror
The persons hand grabs me
"Don't worry you will join me soon"

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