I am a mirror...broken.
Shattered, scattered...with glints of light.
I am a mender...of all that's forgotten.
Puttied, glued...voids filled with insight.

I am a tinker...of what remains of the woman
Clamped, framed....with a different design.
I am whole...all bits remain.
A life circle...with rays that streak the night.

I am renewed...changed, yet the same.
Breathing with a second life, hearing the words that came

Knowing the truth...cherishing it's worth.

Seeing with honest eyes, looking beyond old dreams.
Nothing will ever be what it seems.

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