The mirror fractures light across the room,
A dozen selves dance in the crackling dusk.
Echoes of footsteps whisper secrets untold,
Chaos looms outside with a smile untamed.
Shadows reach beyond depths unseen,
Each flicker, a fragment of dreams unspun.
Hold fast to illusion, for truth holds no weight,
In this maze of glass and momentary grace.
Reflect on the echoes, let them spin tales,
Of wanderers lost in corridors bright.
Dance with the refracted specters of yore,
Fading and formulating—an unfinished score.
Dive into the chaos, unchain the mirage,
Take refuge where certainty unravels freely.
In whispers of void, find laughter in sorrow’s embrace,
And know each reflection is a step into eternity's place.