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In my chest I feel a contraction
Shallow breaths, fast heart beats
My body in tremor
I recognize the signs
My soul in expansion
going into labor
Birthing a new me,
With each word, into each colour
I shape-shift all the time!
I don’t need a mirror
To see my new form
Mirrors are blind to our truth.
What doesn’t lie
Is the glimmer in your eyes
When I see myself in you.