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Reflection

I stare at my reflection often.
Not because I am vain.
Because I am curious.

I stare at my reflection often.
And I see a foreign girl.
One that stands out.
And blends in at the same time.

I stare at my reflection often.
I wonder which of my parents I look like
Until I realize
I look like neither.

I stare at my reflection often.
Because I look like her.
I hate it.
I stare at my reflection often.
To make sure its me.
And not her.




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