You!
written by: Dawn Minott
Mirror, mirror—what do you see?
No masks, no tales, the truth of me.
Full lips, proud nose, skin sun-kissed like earth at dusk.
Wearing hair-itage like a crown,
a symphony of strength and soul.
Let them look—
The questioning gaze.
You were never made for their approval.
You were made to radiate.
To take up space.
To shift rooms.
No need to chase what already lives within.
No need to mold what was meant to be free.
You are the art, the standard, the source.
Unapologetically the quintessential you.
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