Reflection

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    Reflection

     As I look into the Mirror
     memories come to me
    I close my eyes and start to hear the screams
    Sencing the darkness
    I open my eyes to see
     the reflection of faces that form
     the shadows of my mind
    Will this reality ever change
    Will they let me be
     or am I to wonder
     with these faces for all eternity
    Within the darkness of my mind....

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    A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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