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Year Nine

So look into the mirror do you recognise someone
Is it who you always hoped you would become
When you were young

I don’t know what to say that I haven’t said before. I still miss him. I’ll always miss him. I see his face every day in my mirror, and I know that I am who he helped shape me to be. I know he’d be proud. And I know I was loved.

If it’s all I can have, it’s enough. But I still miss him.

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