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Day after day I wake up
to a different reflection in the mirror,
some days clear, some days blur,
an inherent emotion stirs,
the sight before new
like another year.
Day after day, the sun falls and rises
seemingly so like my will to
see through this change,
metamorphosising
into a butterfly
of power.
Day after day, a new me rises
from the depths of my own ashes,
revived by the conundrum of survival, the lashes of which
cloak the colour on my wings
with its very own spots of
empowerment.
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