Your precious gilt mask falls overboard into ancient pirates' hands.
In your dreams, you see it floating with the soggy wreckage of your ship.
You pick it up from the water; put it down on the sand. Embrace it, curse it.
Throw it away and watch as the green waves and white foam wash it back to shore.
Is it a mirror or window?
Either way: what do you see?
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