opinionated missiles
strike the mirror hard
crack it open
to un-myth
lies
there’s no hidden enemy
-a bunch of mercurial stories
I was told about myself
stare back
I just cross over
Invisible thresholds
to find myself
and there’s no turning back
ever after
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Reena, I love how you turn the cracked mirror into a doorway of self-discovery, showing that the real myths to overcome are the stories we carry about ourselves.
~David
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Glad you liked it. The stories that we carry about ourselves and others are equally important.
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🤗
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I like un-mything a lie. Need more of that!
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Absolutely. Thank you, Yvonne!
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Powerful words, we look at our mirror image and sometimes it surprises our emotional state.
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True. Thank you, Diana!
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I think you hit on something there with “un-mything the lies.” There is plenty of that going on around the world.
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Unfortunately, yes.
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An excellent poem!
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Thank you, Kim!
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Loved it Reena 💜
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Thank you, Maggie!
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Very good take Reena
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Thank you, Sadie!
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You’re welcome
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Nice one
much love
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Thanks a ton, Gillena!
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Very nice.
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Thanks!
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Oh, I like the idea of being able to un-myth a lie. Perfect!
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Thank you so much!
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