Ode to the Mirror
she used to shrink
inside her own skin
wore doubt like a coat
stitched too thin
but broken glass
still reflects the light
and jagged edges
sharpen the fight
now she stands
where my fears once laid
building worth
from the cracks they made
she is gold in the dirt
still gleaming unseen
an unfinished masterpiece
bold and serene
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