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Today was a morning - to morning, Today was a day - to day, Today will come a night - to night, And you will be the only one Who has ever been informed And will ever be informed About such stupid and clever miracles As living, and dying, and smiling Because you’re yet the only one Who can watch my day and laugh Instead of crying and blaming myself For wasting the treasures of the daylight And spending the best years of life On dark curtains, endless row of books And innumerable calls from non-friends Who are aware of my hobby - conversing You will laugh, because you’re my own reflection In the mirror by the night table where I put All the things I need at night - pencils, Mug of beer, a thick book without text - blank, A telephone receiver and photo-album, And sometimes some medicine against headache You live in that mirror and laugh at my faults. I am so grateful to you for that.