Mirror, mirror
Proud and tallOld as language
You've seen it allHow cities bright
And kingdoms greatLeave the timeline
In history's wakePurple, green, blue
Of growth and delightMixed with beads
Of red, grey, and whiteThey're all strung
On the same tightropeLegacy is the goal
We pray and hopeThat the world
Is our witnessOur history
Never finishedThough nothing
Can live foreverMirror, our reflection
Will always remember.
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