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Reflections

  • Michelle O.
  • May 13, 2017
  • 1 min read

Is it true?

What I see there.

Is that reality?

The lines

The colors

The curves

The mirror shows the truth.

Or does it?

Maybe somewhere deeper.

The lake.

Now I shimmer.

Nearly sparkle.

If I lean in

Can I see myself better?

If I fall in

Will I understand

The person staring back at me?

Perhaps

I'll come to accept her.

As I struggle beneath the weight of the waves

It will all be stripped away.

The lines

Colors

Curves

Thoughts and self doubts

Fears

Gone.

All gone.

Then it will be still.

Is that maybe

What it's like

To be my reflection?

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