Looking 👀 through the Mirror
Looking through the glass
Visions of Cassiopeia looking at me back
Sitting with the gypsy stars within my reach
Gazing through my crystal ball at my wagon on the beach
She sailed to an island
Through the salty haze
There she had a mystical experience
Ten tigers in a circus cage
They said that she married but died
Giving birth
Her Snow White sarcophagus is buried in the Earth
Up above her tombstone teenagers like to stand
They say her Spirit is there, a tiny fragile hand
Looking through the Mirror
Looking through the glass
Looking at all the Obstacles a Woman’s
Got to pass
Looking through the Mirror
Looking through the glass
Visions of Cassiopeia looking at me back
Looking through the Mirror
Looking through the glass
Looking at me back…
About the Creator
Ocusan M
I write in a surrealistic style learning new realities as i researched Quantum physics in Quantum Dreaming where the man had a Quantum computer in his home that could see into the future.
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