Made new

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Brown eyes gaze riveted by the woman in the mirror.
A sense of marvel beckons her to look closer
as if beholding herself for the first time.
A smile crosses her lips as she is no longer a child
naive to the ways of the world.
Rememberances of sorrows, rejection, inadequacy, defeat,
like distant memories…

Seeing myself with new eyes

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Call me butterfly, for I have gone through a metamorphosis for change to occur. Unlike the butterfly, my transformation has to do with an internal shift. A change of heart and mind, making my life a journey rather than a race. For me, reentry is the story of my life.

Michele Thomas

I am an educator, writer, and avid reader. I enjoy writing poetry and stories about real-life experiences.

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