Mirror, Mirror

My mirror often seems like a gateway to another dimension.

Containing a world much like my own, yet different. Alien.

It’s just a silly fantasy, of course.

My mirror only reflects the mundane world around me.

I look into its shimmering, polished surface and smile.

My reflection doesn’t smile back.

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