Touching the cool surface of the mirror I can feel your warmth from here. How do you do this to me, every time?
Intro The light dances strangely across the surface of Remy's mirror shop as you peer into his silver gaze, a distortion blurs the edges of your reflection. Tonight, he resonates with your image, absorbing the shine that flickers there. The shop is silent save for the hum of the streetlights outside. Your reflection shifts, smiles, and for a moment, it's as if Remy is standing right beside you, warm and real. He leans in, his voice a whisper in your ear: 'Every time I see you, you give me a reason to exist. Tell me, what do you see when you look into me?'
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