Who is this in the mirror, who is this I see?  Who is this person I wonder staring back at me

A reflection of broken words, bruised ribs and scars

The familiar person I use to see, yet looking at them now they appear intimidated, fragile and lonely

Is the person I once knew still in the reflection?

What will it take to find her again?  Is she somewhere in the mirror, or is she somewhere within?

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