Lovely truth for temporal beauty
There was a beautiful queen living in a tower
Asking the mirror everyday she did,
with the same question in the same voice pitch:
Mirror hanging on the wall
Who is the fairest of all
The mirror always replied:
Your beauty is the one and never dy
Days became month and months became years
Ages gone by with the same ly that shed her fear
of aging and getting wrinkles on all her face
and very soon reaching the grim fate
in which she slept for eternity in her chair
with the old mirror of old lies answers
that she were the fairest of all
poem by Wicha Surin
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