I

Proud
and almost tall.

'Chest out, look straight'.
Done already.

Not a word to bear
in criticism.
I knew they didn't know any better.

They didn't know me. I did.

The eyes, the hair, the voice.
All gifts. All gifted.

Now, as I stand. Naked
in this room.

And it's so dark.
I turn around to look.
The mirror doesn't know of any truth to tell.

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All things unknown to Biprorshee