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Have you ever looked so deep into a mirror you feel in? Sinking to the bottom of your heart beginning to drown in your simple imperfections. Gasping for a compliment a Second Glance anything to pull you out of your mind and when you do you run as far from regret as possible but when you stop, it's already in front of you. A swarm of weaknesses forms around you. All that's left to do is fall, down on your knees, to surrender to your mind. Or you could simply break the shackles the mirror holds on you.
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