Toshi paused to check her hair,

And who did she see standing there,

But the mirror image of

A person who she did not love.

Did not love is understated—

She saw someone that she hated.

"Mirror, mirror, what the hell?

Don’t hold out on me, pray tell."

The mirror said, "Look near; look far;

What you see is what you are.

The traits you notice in your brother

You share one way or another.

When you some sorry bastard see,

Your deeds are just as dastardly.

Grand or grotesque, fine or foolish,

Someone swell, or downright ghoulish,

To some extent, you must be it,

If in other folks you see it.

Do not your opinions marshal,

Just observe it. Be impartial.

Be aware as you explore

That we find what we’re looking for."

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