the looking glass never lies we might but the mirror does not we see ourselves aging we see people fall out of sight gone forever we watch out lives play out through the looking glass see the joy and sadness the beauty and the ugliness we watch as our youth disappears the past simply erased one mirrored day at a time but none of that matters because the looking glass is more than that it’s a reminder that we’re still here that life goes on that we are actually fabulous that the future is still ahead of us those are the things we see reflected in our own mirrored eyes because no matter what the glass tells us it can’t keep a fantastic woman down
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Said beautifully, Gigi! Thank you!
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Thank you so very much.❤️
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The past is slowly erased. But it lasts until our memories last. My grandfather, who died in 1967, will live until my brother and I, who are the last ones to have know him, die. But until then, he’s “still around”.
Well done Gigi. (How do you manafe time?)
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