Looking Glass
As I was looking through the looking glass.
Your reflection I could see.
In another time.
How could it possibly be.
You were standing there.
Looking back at me.
Stepping through the looking glass.
As you guided me.
To a place of peacefulness.
A place to be defined.
A place to be free.
Your reflection I could see.
In another time.
How could it possibly be.
You were standing there.
Looking back at me.
Stepping through the looking glass.
As you guided me.
To a place of peacefulness.
A place to be defined.
A place to be free.
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