My friend at the other end looks so much like me.
I used to say to her
all the things I would want her to be.
But when I leave her face,
I forget her image,
And wear the masks of every other person I see.
But I’ve had enough
Running around these circles.
I arranged another meeting.
Not the last,
But the prerequisite for the desired change-
The way out of these entanglements.
I kept to time this time.
I spoke to the girl in the mirror :
“There is something unique about you.
I haven’t seen you anywhere else.
I have been corrupting your image by wearing masks.
Every time I did that and found myself in a battle,
I was knocked down, beaten
And now I’m bleeding.
Today, I choose to let you live as you.
You’re perfect, the Master Artist made you.
I set you free girl – to be the conqueror that you are.
Go.
The outsiders can’t wait to see you shine”.
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