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On the other side of the looking glass

With her lantern shining bright

She reflects her image sweetly

This fairy, and her light

Her eyes asparkle, mesmerizing

She has you in her hold

Her beauty more beguiling than

The mirror made of gold

She’ll taunt you to come closer

Her smile is her disguise

Once she’s got you hypnotized

Her reflection is your demise


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