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Mirror


Looking straight

Looking inside

My eyes are focused at the sight

The manifested personality that has become

Sketched by infancy

Molded by youth

Finalized by passion

The product of destiny's intentions

Me

Faced forward but backwards

Analyzing side too side

Who am I?

What am I?

Questions stored in my consciousness

Yelling to be released too the world

Lifes biggest question being thrown out

What is my purpose

Looking into myself I realize

It is too be me

 

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Kyle Dayanghirang
<p>My thoughts into my purpose</p>

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