She looks
In all the mirrors
For the best side of her
She twirls
And asks
With longing eyes
The question
One always asks
Of their reflection,
And no answer
Is ever good enough,
Maybe if she were blind
She could finally see
The true side of her
That the world
Should really see,
The side that shines out
The brightness
Like a lighthouse,
From her soul...

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