Who is she?
Why does she keep staring?
She looks so very free
Fierce, wild, and daring
Full of courage and grace
And will to survive
It's written on her face
She's overwhelmingly alive
I feel I’ve met her before
She looks so different now
She smiles more
She finally knows how
Her hair is darker
Her face is warmer
Her eyes have a sparkle
That wasn’t there former
She’s so sure of herself
And who she’ll turn out to be
Her dreams aren’t kept on a shelf
They’re worn on her sleeve
She has so much to offer
For a moment I fear her
Until I reach out closer
And my fingers graze the mirror
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