As I look upon my face staring back at me in the glass.
I notice I see many different faces though all of them my own.
First I see what I call my true face, The face I was born with.
Second I see Asteria's face, The face of my sexual desires and confidence.
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Look in the mirror and know thyself, the many facets that make up what you truly are. The many faces of Eve perhaps? It is true that we are not just one monotone but a myriad of very personal characteristics. Extremely well written, mysterious and fascinating poem