Beneath The Scars: Stars Align
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  • Parts 1
  • Time <5 mins
Complete, First published Nov 02, 2024
This poem is a personal journey of self-acceptance, where I look in the mirror and see beauty in the unique details that make me me. As I take in my reflection, I see more than just a face; I see a story. My freckles, scattered like stars, remind me of dreams and wishes, tiny markers of all the nights I've wondered and hoped. My slightly crooked nose, rather than a flaw, is a testament to my journey, each twist and turn shaping who I am. My blue eyes hold the secrets and stories of my life, a quiet depth that only I understand. My lips, soft and kind, reflect the warmth and love I carry within me, welcoming and open. Each imperfection is part of a whole that I'm learning to love. This is my ode to embracing myself as I am, beautifully imperfect and uniquely complete.
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