To Return

I stare upon the clearest mirror I have yet seen.
As I gaze at you,
for the first time
I now see me.

You, my beloved mirror always
will show me,
all the things I am
and what may hap could be.

The Mirror then shares,
If I dare point a finger at you,
I am pointing 4 more back at me
And if I see beauty in you,
I will see that in me.
all of my traits shown to you
will reflect back
to me.

What more in life
could there possibly be,
than to create a love for ones self that will set them free.

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