They felt weak.
A look in the mirror and locking eyes with a vulnerable stranger.
How they noticed they changed only after years
And the fragile, starved figure they saw there,
Glossy eyes and short fuzzy hair
In a hospital not a home,
For some reason
It made them happy to see something so human in what they thought was a monster.
They smiled and the wreck smiled back.
So so weak.
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