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I am the man in the mirror. |
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My reflection, I aspire to be. |
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In your reflection what do you see? |
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False fault or a masterpiece? |
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But a masterpiece starts with a single stroke |
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and empires start in an open field. |
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(I am the man in the mirror) |
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But a masterpiece starts with a single stroke. |
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If we could all be steadfast suddenly, |
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then we'd never build a life worth living. |
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So let us restore each other. |
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I am the man in the mirror. |
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My reflection, I aspire to be. |
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In your reflection what do you see? |
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False fault or a masterpiece? |
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I am the man in the mirror. |
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The mirror |
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So let us restore each other, |
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not with haste, but gently, |
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for an empty cup cannot fill another. |
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A blank canvas will later be priceless, |
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and the love that we build will be endless. |
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Though we all stumble, we will not fall. |
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I am the man in the mirror. |
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My reflection, I aspire to be. |
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In your reflection what do you see? |
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False fault or a masterpiece? |
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We will build masterpieces out of these faults. |
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(I am the man in the mirror) |
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So when I stare back into my own eyes |
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I try to peer past, and try to understand. |
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My imperfections compose my composure |
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and I can live with them and you will live by me. |
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So let us restore each other, not with haste, but gently, |
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for an empty cup, an empty cup cannot fill another. |
