AN: A very vague poem(ish) about the Quantum Mirror that I had to write after seeing Point of View again. V. vauge, v. odd, and v. weird. I consider the Mirror to be a Minor Character, so deal with it. :: eg ::
It's hard to turn away from what you want the most,
It's hard to feel envy for yourself
But it's not so hard to want something you can't have
And it's not hard to envy those that have what you want
Though the impossibilities are endless
And the surface reflects the realities
That can never be
So touch the mirror
Be whisked away
And face the alternates that could have been
Had you made another choice
But come, face the music
Face the world that might have been
Had you made the choice to do so
So touch the surface of the mirror
And face the realties that could have been