Mirror, Mirror, On the Wall

Who's the fairest of them all?
When you stare in the mirror, when you see yourself, who do you see?
Yourself? Someone else? Someone you don't want to be?
When you lift up your hand and press it against the mirror, your hand touching the reflection, but are you aware that it's not your reflection?
Mirror, Mirror, on the wall.
No, not your reflections.
It is your innerself. But at the same time, it is not.
It is its own being, it has its own life, it breathes the same air you breathe.
Who's the fairest of them all?
It's another dimension you see, a whole other world, but much darker, yes. Much darker, blood, death, and the living, oh, they all wish to die.
It is your innerself, you see, it is battling against each other, it is the mirror of the world. The mirror of the world, the world that spins around and around, circling the sun, at thousands of miles per hour. The mirror of this world, you see, it has the ugliest things, it reflects the ugliest things, the most horrible things that humanity has managed to invent upon.
Mirror, Mirror, on the wall.
But this other dimension, this world that reflects upon this world, it has happiness, because yes, you see, your innerself is calm, it is not fighting with itself day after day. It is peaceful, it is beautiful.
It is the mirror of the world. The mirror of the world, this entire earth, it spins, it circles, at thousands and thousands of miles per hour, and yet we don't feel a thing. It is the mirror of this world, you see, it has the most beautiful things, the most creative things, the most wonderful things.
Who's the fairest of them all?
This other dimension, it mirrors our world.
Or does our world mirror theirs?
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