Mirror Me

Where there is hope

There is some faith

And with just a little faith

There lies possibility-

For huge miracles,

For great achievements

For a brand new sense of home.

At least that’s what Mom told me.

She said, look in the mirror

And if you see something,

You’ve got hope.

Only problem is I hate mirrors

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I write poetry, prose, and personal pieces. All images are mine unless indicated otherwise. Feel free to leave feedback on my work anytime; I hope you enjoy.

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Brianna R Duffin

I write poetry, prose, and personal pieces. All images are mine unless indicated otherwise. Feel free to leave feedback on my work anytime; I hope you enjoy.

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