Mirror

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Who is it that I see when I look into my mirror
Is it really my reflection that states back at me
I may never know as it's always quite blurry
But one thing is certain the longer I stare
The young little boy that I see in my mirror
Looks just like me when I catch his stare
His life, his friends, his love, and his hair
Were all basic things we both seemed to share
Though one thing differed wen things started to clear
His laugh was loud and happy for all to hear
And as of now I see him smiling
Much brighter than I could ever hope
Because the young boy that I see
Has hope for his future
More hope for what could ever be
So as thing start to focus and become less blurry
I can see that young little boy used to be me
His smile bright though missing a few teeth
Once was mine and something pretty neat
I hope one day I can see him again
Not in my mirror but rather in me.

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