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Once I saw myself 

Through the eyes of doubt 

But now a different vision 

Emerges, one of love 

For the person I am 

Unique, imperfect 

The mirror reflects 

Both strength and vulnerability 

In perfect balance 

This is the truth 

That whispers within me 

Bringing peace and grace 

No longer bound 

By the harshness of judgment 

Only acceptance and peace.

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