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(We Are All Mirrors)I've been watching all of my past repeatingThere's no ending And when I stop pretending See you standing A million moments landing On your smile Buried alive I could have Died to stay there Never have to leave there All this trouble Trying to catch right up with me I keep moving, knowing someday that I will be standing facing All mirrors are erasing Losing beauty At least at times it knew me At least at times it knew me At least at times it knew me At least at times it knew me |