What lies within the mirror.

I sometimes wonder what resides in the space between the surface of a mirror and the reflection it shields, just millimeters apart, forever separated by an impassible glass void. To create a true reflection is fascinatingly impossible, distorted injustices the only fruits born of this phenomena. As you are merely percieving the result of infinitely overlapped layers of light, collapsing unto an infinitesimally confined bi-planar array, completely void of a physical existence, verging on that of a mirage, a hologram inhabiting a crystal prison.