mirrors

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I look in the mirror but what do I see. Is that really me? Is it a monster soul I see, or a little girl consumed by madness? she is terrified. It is smiling. What is going on? It's simple you see because they are one of the same. A little girl gettin over took by madness . Then it hit me it's smiling because it has already Won.

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