its strange to examine oneself
and see how
others
see you;
where you thought vines
there are blooms,
where you imagined thorns
there are petals.
neighborly kindness extends to facets
beyond
the
ordinary;
and,
a small child with a world
of imagination and little
self-love
was always famished
for the aspects of character
that you alone notice
in them.
youre worth more than
crows
shattered mirrors
and dusty shelves.
see yourself how i see you
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