A silver mirror kept in my room,
showcasing everything in an impartial way,
It lits everything with it's silver gloom,
Shine and bright, it reveals all area of darkness
The shiny parts of it recognize the glamorous city encircled and also being surrounded by all forms of lightning,
One glance through it and your image will be like a strange most beautiful god or goddess in the sky
It's the world most treasure item in which any other living creature crave for it,
If you treasure the silver mirror, it should be able to recognize you as it master,
As it displays off it beauty,

when it gets hit by the golden sunray...



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