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Wiping away
the mist from the mirror,
she stares at the girl staring back,
grasping for a glimpse
through the eyes of the boy
who cradles her heart.
With sincerity in his smile,
he had said
she was
what she never thought
herself
to be,
and she wonders now
how those whispered words
can make her feel
so free.
She makes a wish,
silently inside her heart,
to hear him call her
"...beautiful..."
as if it's Truth
once more
and
maybe
someday
she'll finally see
her reflection
in
his
heart
and
believe.