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Looking Glass

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Through the looking glass
I see who I want to be
But I don’t know how
To make that a reality.
Through the looking glass
I see who I am
But right there behind
Is an hour glass running out of sand.
If only, if only
I could take off the mask
Then maybe I’d see me
Through the looking glass.





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