In the mirror's gaze, your earthly shape takes form,
Conversing with me is another mirror's norm.
Yet ponder this, for it holds a truth quite clear,
Deception's cloak conceals, but not what's dear.
If schemes of falsehood in your mind take flight,
In self-deception, darkness veils your sight.
For in deceit's pursuit, the path you tread,
Leads not to triumph, but where shadows spread.
But kindness, like a beacon, guides our way,
A bridge that spans the night to a brighter day.
With warmth in our hearts, our spirits can entwine,
As stars in the celestial dance of time.
For if you bear the flames beneath the tide,
Know I'm the hidden volcano's fiery pride.
In harmony, together we shall be,
Two mirrors reflecting truth's symphony.