Echoed calls
Mirrored walls
This path leads
To another dead-end
Twisted halls
Speculum sprawl
My distorted reflection
Is no longer my friend
Maniacal guffaw
My skin crawls
I’m not alone
In this Labyrinth
Looking glass thralls
Not the first to fall
Trapped under the glass
A carnival attraction, condemned
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