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A Love Supreme

The mirror on the wall at one time, did not present a reflection of what love should be. It returned the belittling of passed down judgments, resentments, and angst. Like a deep pond of self-loathing, it mirrored brown eyes that sing a song of deep hate. Day or night, brief or permanent, each glance caused a longing for reconciliation. Craving to befriend the one who embodies my image, whom I’ve never got the chance to know until now, despite both of us sharing the warm waters of pain’s birthing pool, brothers of spirit. Entertained suicidal ideations, witness drastic changes in perspectives thought to be set in stone. Down in my soul's depths, I harvest the need of you as you of me, vowing to see you, while learning to accept what I’ve become. The Mirror's reflection now resembles what love should be, supreme.

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