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gaze into the mirror and remember what was
seems little reason it happens .. because
lines on the face appear to grow bolder
while the past lurks over the shoulder
reflections appear life that used to be
still ... uncertain of just what see
wonder how did one get to this place?
beating heart in hands develop more grace
what was and what is seems join into one
walls start to fall and can see the sun
look into the mirror see what have become
thoughts go astray as just come undone
a walk to escape away from this place
still that mirror and that same face
reminders pop up of what that can’t do
constantly thinking of all have been through
as walk, can hear so many birds sing
a smile comes slowly with songs they bring
wonder what they're saying do they even know
they just glide away as gentle breeze blows
then look all around and the colors .. see
flowers awaken the life inside thee
look at the trees that reach for the sky
would be at the top if only one could fly
and then to the pond its reflections again
watch the ripples and remember a friend
they gently wash up upon the shore
pieces, have scattered a little bit more
not always certain of all that can see
to know what is and wonder what will be
as see to return and then find oneself
reflection one sees seems like someone else
.....
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......... what was .........
seems little reason it happens .. because
while the past lurks over the shoulder
still ... uncertain of just what see
beating heart in hands develop more grace
walls start to fall and can see the sun
thoughts go astray as just come undone
still that mirror and that same face
constantly thinking of all have been through
a smile comes slowly with songs they bring
they just glide away as gentle breeze blows
flowers awaken the life inside thee
would be at the top if only one could fly
watch the ripples and remember a friend
pieces, have scattered a little bit more
to know what is and wonder what will be
reflection one sees seems like someone else