The MirrorThe Mirror To be read aloud.The Mirror
With the waning of the moonlight, on one morning in July, Apollo came a-riding,
as I crack'd a bleary eye.
Like all the days a'fore this,
I was greeted with a yawn, by the likeness in my mirror,
as the window drapes were drawn.
My mirror was a large one;
a golden blossomed silver sea. Yet on that morning in July,
something troubled me.
My mirror in its days and nights had only ever seen, the inside of my chamber, so comfortable and clean.
It saw my servants come a
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My Pokemon cards bring the nerds to the yard, and their like, you wanna trade cards? I'm like, sure lets trade cards, I can trade you, but not my Charizard!
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