Mirror Mirror

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Mirror mirror on the wall
How do I look after I fall?

My eyes remain the same deep brown
The same old creases mark my frown.

My hair unkempt and still the same
Unruly, sure, but still quite tame

My hands still swollen from over-use
From daily toil (not personal abuse!)

My lips still smile a boyish grin
And warmth from most it always wins

I stand the same and look the norm
There's little change upon my form

So mirror mirror how can I tell
If I'm flying, falling or if I fell?