Written by Janet Woititz
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Searching Eyes Questioning all corners of the room in split seconds brows which aspire to the heights of the forehead darting cool and some what unsure fingers examining the air around her reassuring her doubtful mind of the truth of her existence seeing herself in the mirrors of others minds she rarely believes her own accepting her existence as a reflection the haze rarely clears the mirror is a glass and her soul is bare does she know that she is her own for real. Jannet Woititz Adult Children of Alcoholics
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