Are you holding a grudge? About?
I’m holding a grudge with my mirror, since when did it become so cruel and unforgiving. It judges me by revealing my grey hair, wrinkles, and white whiskers on my chin. It won’t let me stop the ageing process as it holds me captive whilst I try to reverse time.
I remember the days when my mirror smiled back, giving me that nod of approval you’ve still got it. Now it shakes its head and says this is going to take a while. Where shall we start?
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