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Narcissia

She walked into the dazzling dreamy forest
Only to find the reflection of the best
She had found a pond
With an image so beautiful no one can look anymore beyond
She focused herself into the surface
And forgot around her that there were fishes and swans swimming and grass terraces
She viewed herself with a slow pace
Admiring that graceful face
She could not see in the mirror
That she was growing terror
She could not see that she had come to possess vanity
It seemed like she would only look at herself for eternity
She was an empty slate until she came into the forest
Only to find the reflection of the best
Only to find the girl of perfection
Without no intention





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