Voices, so certain:
You are beautiful.
You are wonderful.
Different from the rest.
They seem so sincere.
The mirror speaks as well:
You are fat.
Unattractive.
Unoriginal.
Unworthy.
Can't reconcile the voices;
Though there are so many positive,
The mirror is so strong.














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Meanwhile I talk to myself, as one who has plenty of time. No one tells me anything new; so I tell myself to myself.
"I am silver and exact. I have no preconceptions." she writes.
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Guess my life is a compromise.
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I must not fear. Fear is the mind-killer.
Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration.
I will face my fear. I will permit it to pass over me and through me.
And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path.
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I must not fear. Fear is the mind-killer.
Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration.
I will face my fear. I will permit it to pass over me and through me.
And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path.
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