As I look into my mirror
a face looks back with pain
The blood of slave and master
flowing through each vein

A force of life inside me
Growing more and more
The face is just a vault
with a never closing door

Don't look on me with pity
Your pity I won't take
I live the life I'm given
My choices mine to make

The Breath of Life I'm granted
as all of us equally share
I do not know its secret
I Do know that it cares

So love the face that greets you
As you stare into the glass
for I accept mine every singe time
It glances as I pass

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