A Mirror

She won't go down
She won't give up
Showing only outside.

Her only match
Is what looks her back
Only from the outside.

When you look her square
She gives back your stare
For you are on the outside.

But concealed within
There is a treasure to win
Hiding from the outside.

It's up to me
This mystery
Though I am on the outside.

I should step in
Just over the rim
Stepping out of outside.

Just maybe, it might be revealed to me
What is hiding in obscurity, on the inside.

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