Reflection

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By Lori

Am I really who I pretend to be? The person who everyone can see? We all have sectrets, hidden beneath a brick facade, Though we may say not, within us a fraud That only we can peel away. I look in the mirror A stranger it appears Is the one staring For thay all know my face better They know its lines and seas But is it really the face, the secrets, That make up my identity?

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