Mirror

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When I look in the mirror
I wish I could see,
The happy little girl who I use to be,
Instead I am greeted by a face painted with sadness,
Hidden behind a pair of glasses,
My shoulders slump by side weighed down by sorrow,
Wishing - dreaming of a better tomorrow,

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