Reflections
I look in the mirror, and what do I see? A face staring back, that’s simply not me. I open my heart, and what do I find? A limitless space, compassionate and kind. I open my...
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She looks in the mirror, and stares in the glass. Memories visual, the haunting has passed. Recalling events, reflected in front, and wonders quite simply, when did I become? © Becoming...
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