You have to be able to like the image you see.
I once saw in this looking glass
a face so happy and glad
Perfect makeup and a twinkle in my eye
for I could see you standing at my side
but now it show my current reflection
without an ounce of perfection
the only twinkle I see is from the tears
as I think of our wasted years
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