The mirror's nightmare happened in the morning
My days were boring
Similar to a bad art
The rat did it's part
Crossed my fingers, we wouldn't cross paths
Calculated my steps, I didn't know I was good at maths
My significance didn't matter
Who did less was better
This was the rat's best part. "I'm not! You are! You all are!"
It never came back, away far
The volume didn't give it a choice
I bet it thought I never had a voice
The mirror stopped cracking
I stopped calculating.
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