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Reflection

She wipes the steam off of the mirror
And reflects upon her day
Her beauty is really all too clear
And she prays it's here to stay
 
But she knows her looks won't last
And eventually will fade
Aging is the true forecast
And will come despite her aid
 
She still applies the eyeliner
And subtle shade upon her lips
She then leaves for Pat's Diner
And will receive abundant tips.
Written by crowfly
Published | Edited 2nd Mar 2020
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