I look into the mirror
Of the screens and the
Faces and the notecards
And the letters and the texts,
Wondering why all of these
Words are so damn
Important to me and then
I wonder why I don’t believe
It when someone tells me
That I am enough.
It feels like a surprise to
Receive a compliment,
But I don’t want the words to have
Any power unless I first breathe
Life into them
Myself.
Brialee Turner 
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