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Nov 2017
I forget what I look like in the mirror
Constantly
So when I pass a mirror I see my reflection

"Is that me? Do I really look like that? Wow."

Then I go about my day, forgetting what I look like

But that's a metaphor, isn't it?

Because we have our moments of mirror looking and see ourselves, and we know who we are

And as soon as we leave that mirror, we forget
Consumed with the world, consumed with emotions and confusion and even hatred at times, we forget who we are
We forget what we stand for, what motivates us to keep up our drive. We can be there for days, months, years,
Forgetting

Until we pass another mirror and we are sparked with intention
DeAnn
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DeAnn  18/F/Seattle
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