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  • Writer's pictureJTF

Who's There?

I close my eyes and I see you

A shimmering silhouette that blinds me

How can I meet you?

When will I become you?

Life has tested me, shredded my confidence

Given me little to no reason to continue at all

And yet, I am still here

Wanting to reach you, to be you

My body is tired, and my spirit is beat

Help! I beg you, please lend a hand to me

How can I go on?

In shame, with drive, as front

For the first time, I see your face

It is my own, not better nor improved

But exactly as I am today

Thank you, for showing yourself to me


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