In the mirror I see:
The reflection of my soul.
What secrets my eyes must hold.
Yet, they cannot hide them all.
The flecks of gold must be-
My joy and laughs a hundred fold.
What of the deepest brown?
Is it but pain and sorrow-
Disappointments evermore?
No, perhaps it's wisdom.
And it speaks:
You've come so far!
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