Why do we all too often end up like this wondering how things could had been if we could rewrite the beginning?

 The reason why I did not smile I thought I was broken and were too afraid to open my eyes.

 For the first time I now see the person inside mirrored in the reflection. This is a breathtaking yet humbling experience.

It is time to cast my regrets away and simply accept the past and begin to write a new story.

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