The reflection

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The reflection

I looked down upon a grassy lake. I gazed at the reflection and soon learned it was a fake. Everyone i tried to be, everyone i tried to please, not one person that looked back at me was actually me or the kind of person I wanted to be. I then asked the reflection why do you mock me so? With a gentle reply she said there is some thing you need to know. Not one person alone makes you who you are and because of that you are a better person by far. Place your hand against my heart and I will show you where your roots did start. Instead of seeing all the people i didn't want to be , all my ancestors I began to see the brave , the strong , the great, and the meek, and in all of them I saw just a little of me. My heart and mind finally understood the peace that lies within. Now I'm on my own for a brand new life I must soon begin, remembering everyday everything the reflection had to say.

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Poetry comes nearer to vital truth than history.

Plato (BC 427-BC 347) Greek philosopher.

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