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The Girl As I look in the mirror I see a girl with tears Flowing out of her bright

The Girl

As I look in the mirror

I see a girl with tears

Flowing out of her bright

Blue eyes and I can

Almost feel the drops

Running down my

Face and as I look

Closer in the mirror

I recognize that girl

Because she was

Me

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