A Mirror is but Glass...

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Awoke something in me
Thought long gone
Accepted my new fate
But then you came like dawn
Feelings felt so real
Knowledge knows as fake
Everything was so different
But not a clean slate
Pressed together, but our eyes did not meet
Open slowly it was only but a dream...

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