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Two Way Mirror
Oh ugliness
This mask
That grows upon me
With age
Dear friend
Such a gift you give
The virtuous vision
Of the sage
To see the truth
The curse though
Is it sees you too
This mask
That grows upon me
With age
Dear friend
Such a gift you give
The virtuous vision
Of the sage
To see the truth
The curse though
Is it sees you too
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