Mirrors

There are mirrors everywhere
there’s a mirror that shows me broken
a mirror that shows me built, 
a mirror that shows me now.
 The mirror that shows me broken is my past,
 it’s surrounded by a field for knives and forks,
 the mirror that shows me built, is my future,
 surrounded by its roads with a weather change every minute past. 
The mirror that shows me now, 
that’s my present filled with tidal waves covering a path of clarity. 
Mirror, mirror, on the wall, who’s the fairest of them all? 
All shall pass, but none shall stay.
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