The little girl gazed deep into her mirror
Suddenly, it slipped from her fingers
And in the time it took to shatter on the wooden floor
She had already aged
And a million images of a snow white figure
Bled from every shard
Suddenly, it slipped from her fingers
And in the time it took to shatter on the wooden floor
She had already aged
And a million images of a snow white figure
Bled from every shard
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