Mirror, mirror on the wall,
Who is the fairest of them all?
White threads - smooth, intricate bound,
Their warm embrace by black strands crowned;
Dark, deep waters - silky, smooth,
Entering in to quieten and soothe;
Capsules - small, shaped like a kite,
Silent thieves of breathe by night; or
Cliffs - majestic, towering, strong;
Freefalling the path along...
Tell me, mirror on the wall,
Which would you choose of them all?!
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