I see her smiling through the mirror...
Her smile, One that can only be described to be enigmatic
A little elegant and a lot more magnetic
"What now do you mean?", I smile at her
And in return a mysterious smile is all I incur
I try to analyse, to disassemble and dissect
To glean and gain an insight
But it's hard when all lady fortune does is continue smiling through the mirror.
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