Reflection

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Lost in the shadow of expectations

The girl I should be

I aspire to reach those heights

Neck craned at what I will never become

The mirror we look upon is not the same

Our eyes interpretting two contrast images

Like the sun and the moon both powerful and impacting

But, forever kept apart, not meant to stand before the other.

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