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I gazed into the mirror’s glow, a face I thought I used to know. Yet still I asked, is this the same? Or just a shadow without a name? What did I lose, what did I gain, in chasing pieces through the pain? But in the search, I came to see— the path was teaching how to be. I start again, my spirit whole, and master letting go as art— releasing what weighed down my soul, to make more room inside my heart.
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