At times I hide
behind a mask,
disguising who I am
and the frailties that I
possess.
But then
the voice of my spirit
emerges
and reminds me that
we all fall short of
perfection.
And that those who appear
perfect
are wearing a mask as
well.
So, instead of hiding,
I am prompted to embrace
my imperfections with
love.
and with this inner
shift
of self
acceptance,
a radiance shines
forth
surpassing any physical
adornment
I could ever possibly hide
behind.
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