Looking Glass
 
 Charles Dum
 
 As we look,
 Into the glass,
 We see another person.
 
 It is not me,
 It is not you,
 It's not my brother's stone mason.
 
 Who we will see,
 Is somebody new,
 Someone not blinded by reason.
 
 When we turn out,
 The light within,
 He comes out to play with meanings.
 
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 Oh no, turn it back on,
 Now I see the truth.
 Not a little angel, but a big deamon.
 
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