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Mirror


I look in the mirror

and I see

a girl with wild brown hair

an air of wear and tear

a face made to smile

her heart set on a goal

one she will reach

no matter what the toll

I see lips never to be stained

eyes never to be used in vain

I don't see a remarkable girl

 I see a girl, nothing more

 but I don't know yet

what God made me for

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