When I look into the looking glass
I'm always sure to see -
No matter how I dodge about -
Me, looking out at me.
I often wonder as I look,
And those strange features spy,
If I, in there, think I'm as plain
As I, out here, think I.
Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
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