girl mirror

If you look in the mirror,
Do you see the same soul?
Is all that gnarled, wicked?
Is all that sparkly, gold?

If the Moon were called a rock or stone,
Would it dim or stop to glow?
Would the fire burn a little colder
If it was named rain or snow?

But lean no closer, dear friend,
We are both made of flesh and bones.

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