Dear Reflection,
I have to admit I have not always been a great supporter. It took me a long while to like your unconventional nose, your dimple and a half, freckles and round face. Broad shoulders. Larger frame. When I was younger, I would zone in on my looks in a cynical way. As I age, I try and find the oneness. Uniqueness. I may not like the changes but I am accepting them. It is what makes me who I am. This is not a love letter, but I am beginning to like you more. I am growing into a more mature me. Hopefully an enlightened one.
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