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iβve been staring at myself
i keep wishing that i could find
the reason that you left in my mirror
sometimes i think itβs in the shape of my nose
or in my untamable hair
but you always told me you adored those things
so, if on the outside, i am enough for you
if i canβt find the reason you left in my mirror
then it must be inside of me
that is my greatest fear
~reflection
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