Mirror, Mirror, on the wall,
Why does this world make me feel so small?
Temporary highs, and again I fall,
While someone somewhere spins the ball,
Glassy buildings and shiny malls,
Models dressed up to enthrall,
Doubts and fears, up they crawl,
I stare at you, through it all,
watching the shadows grow tall,
tell me when will the end befall?
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