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One silent night the mirror said: "Don't stare at me, go lie in bed!" I begged: "I think it would be best You helped me put my mind to rest" It fell onto the floor with force. "What troubles you tonight, my source?" "Ashamed I am to say, my clone, I fear my thoughts are not my own" It pulled a knife out of its gob, "Just end my life to make it stop." I stabbed the spirit through the head, I did as I was told. In horror then I realized that it suddenly turned old. Surprised I heard myself admit "I don't believe this helped at bit." Her dying words thus croaked the crone: "It's cause you're always on that phone!" 27.05.20