Reflection

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AN: Found some poetry from when I was 12.

I see pain and sorrow,
A darkened soul,
With only a hint of happiness.
I see clouds of confusion,
A scared heart,
With only a bit of love.
I see her falling into the abyss,
A lonely girl,
With few friends.
I see it staring me in the face,
Showing my inner self,
I see my face staring in the mirror.

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