45. MY MIRROR 15.8.15

PROFESOR FILUTEKMy mirror started to talk one day

And that’s what it seemed to say:

— Why don’t you look at me any more

As often as you did some time before?

I didn’t care to reply

Reluctant to tell the truth, or to lie.

My mirror looked a bit sad.

At last it sighed hard and said:

— Well, it seems I know why…

Take care, please, and good-bye.

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