I looked in the mirror, and i saw a stranger waiting
She smiled at me like a long lost soul mate greeting
I saw her eyes, they once held my youthful dreams
I witnessed her tears, they wet my coarse cheeks
Her gray hairs told the story of my struggles
Her nose bridge carried the weight of my spectacles
Her wrinkled face drew the portrait of my existence
Her lips gently curved and shared my experience
The stranger in the mirror looked so alike me
In her sweetened sorrows i found the flavour of my life
I stepped back to see her in full light
And that's when i found a new deeper insight
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