Reflection
Look into the mirror
What image do you see?
God gave me the gift
A chance to be free
Staring into the eyes
Feeling the wonderment of the mind
Watching every move
Tracing each line
Hearing the voice
Revealed by the sound
Realizing the acceptance
While others stand around
"A chance to be free,"
What does he mean?
How can I be me
When others judge every scene?
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