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I stand before a mirror 

Searching for what I lack 

Self-love, elusive 

Like a shadow in the dark. 

The reflection stares back 

A critic's glare in its eyes 

A harsh reminder 

Of all my flaws and flaws. 

But wait... I see 

Beneath the surface 

A glimmer of something 

More profound in size. 

It's a flicker of worth 

Shining through 

Whispering softly 

"You are enough."

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