What doth the young lass crave?
Before a first kiss and the grave?
At youngness a mirror is most important,
desired to beautify herself for her love.
At mid life the mirror,
still holds her image a'plenty.
The final piece, pain, in her arms,
and the mirror becomes less of a peer.
This love makes her unified and complete.
What is this wonderful thing, my dear?
The only device that will strenghten resolve.
Finally, will bring peace and mold the mirror.
To be used in service, because she has come near.
The forgotten mirror in a place of honor.
Nightghost
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