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i am starting to find myself, i'm starting to put all the pieces together. i look in mirrors and instead of seeing all the things i want to change and all the things i hate, i see all the good things and i want to keep looking because i am amazed that i, actually, am this beautiful creature with cupids bow lips and touseled hair. i can't quite believe what i'm seeing, can't quite believe that i like what i'm seeing, i'm afraid that it will go as suddenly as it came.