Is the mirror.
But what do you really see,
When you look into a mirror?
Yes, there's you
And the window behind
With the pidgeon balanced on the pane.
Yes, there's your bed
You can see the corner from behind your shoulder
But there's something else.
What's that, in your eye?
A glint
And your lips
They're fuller.
And is your hair... Longer? Glossier?
Your eyelashes,
They're longer.
Something has changed.
You're not sure what it is...
But it scares you.
And you like it.
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