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Reflections



Gazing into the waters, I saw myself at the edge of a pond I gazed at my reflection, it gazed at me, I felt an eternal bond; I saw my own image, was a mirage, a creature water bound ,




















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Date: 30 September 2006
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Reflections
Gazing into the waters, I saw myself at the edge of a pond
I gazed at my reflection, it gazed at me, I felt an eternal bond;
I saw my own image, was a mirage, a creature water bound
It saw a mirage craning over it, a creature bound to the ground.

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