As I gaze into the mirror....
All I can see....
Is my reflection...
Staring back at me....
The glass is clear....
With what it sees.....
Just a face framed with hair....
Trying to please....
It would be nice.....
To know what others see....
Without the reflection....
That shows only me....
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