Act II: The Reckoning
To know thyself is the beginning of wisdom.
The reckoning is not a single moment but a slow turning. Sarah begins to hold the mirror steady — examining the database of her pain, the empty calories of distraction, the patience required to sit with what she finds. These poems wrestle with self-knowledge, the vertigo of seeing clearly for the first time. The metamorphosis has begun, though its destination remains unknown.
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