The view from here has changed
I used to see past the reflection
I saw what I wanted to see
I believed what I wanted it to be
The frames have faded into crystal skies
I can't tell you how I've wanted to fly
There's been so many times I refused to try
No more looking through the mirror mirror on the wall
It's time for me to see what I never saw
The mirror mirror on the wall clouded my vision
This is a wake up call.
Or merely nothing, nothing at all.
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