Your face, a mirror's gleam,
Reflecting all I dream,
Your face, a mirror's gleam.
If you say, I'll ask of you,
A question, trembling, true,
A question, meant to pursue,
Your face, a mirror's gleam.
Friends abound, a countless throng,
But in my heart, where you belong,
A kindred soul, righting wrong,
Your face, a mirror's gleam.
That first encounter, swift and deep,
A moment I forever keep,
A memory I'll always reap,
Your face, a mirror's gleam.
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