she handed me a mirror

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she handed me a mirror, that she had gazed upon, the glass still held an image, the glass still held an image, but it was of a man, i turned from the reflection, to see who it might be, is that poor vanity, quite how she pictures me?, she handed me a mirror, rather than tell me "no", she let slip a handkerchief, gentle laughter flowed, just as her lips bestowed, a dashing word like "brother", the crushing word like "friend", if there was no beginning, how could this be the end?, she handed me a mirror, so i could recognise, the distance from my heart to hers, the distance from my heart to hers, the pity in her eyes, she liked my pretty story, i thanked her for her song, and then i wrote a tale not very long to tell, "you are much more than pretty. you are beautiful.", she handed me mirror, but i saw her instead, she handed me a mirror, she handed me a mirror, and that is all she did.