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Mirror, mirror on the wall?
I look at the woman's reflection who is me. I wish I was going to Cinderella's Ball. Just my fantasy you see. As I look in the mirror, I see a young girl who played with Barbie Dolls. I see a little girl who saw JFK get on the Presidential plane. I remember a little girl and her gal pals. We loved to dress up Barbies and would stay outside until it started to thunder and rain! I clean the bathroom and look in the mirror again. What do I see? I see a Nurse and a writer. I see a woman who loves to shop and scrapbook. That's me! I am a sexy actress I purr! I love to fantasize. That's why I write! I am having dreams of the everyday housewife. It is my right! Amazing, what you see in a mirror! you can see yourself in a past and present life! ![]() ![]() ![]()
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