MIRROR OF WISDOM
Like a mirror,
My result reflects an ink of a blue pen.
What’s that look on my face?
I grapple with happiness,
Upon seeing myself in the mirror;
I looked like a gold lump,
As beautiful as a rainbow;
I could not but have to smile,
An uncontrollable smile controls my common
sense,
I heard the clap of my joy congratulating me
on my hard work.
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