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What I see Melanie, let me tell you what I see, and know, it is all from with inside of me. I am watching you, as you walk away, into and through the crowds on a midway, toward that house, made of glass, mirrors, through who’s doors you will pass, pass from view, out of my sight, into that hall of mirrors bathed in dim light. I see you looking, intently, at your reflection, with, - I pray – a great deal of comprehension. Before you, you see this image. Yet – I do believe – it, you do not recognize as it, as you come of age, letting go of the rage that we both have come to realize has been a part of this image, that surly is you. You look deeply !, yet know not what to do, for you are unable to distinguish, you from the shadows. Find your true self ?, at this stage, who knows ? Shadows veil, they are vapor without form and you know not – yet – what is norm. What these venomous, vaporous shadows project I must tell you Melanie, will never protect you from what they have to say. What I hear, my Dear, brings to me a sad day as I hear the words “ I am insecure ”, “ I am without self-esteem, so unsure”, “There is, in this life, no certainty, and I feel myself so unworthy ”, “ I feel, I see myself as ugly. ” These are the thoughts that I see Melanie, yet know !, deep within you, these are not what you be. B. J. “A ” 2 March 26th 2002 Epilogue It is only from within you, they come, Melanie, and you are the only one that can see, you are the only one, who experiences, who is able to dissipate these misty shadows, looking back at you from those mirrors in this house of glass . As time passes Melanie, I pray, of what I speak will pass ! I have been watching you continually crash into these mirrors, but they have yet to crack, yet to break, and so, therefore, these images we see reflected, you feel are you, will never take you to the gates, into the cracks and set you free, nor, like the looking glass of Alice in wonderland, will they be absorbed so that you may come out on the other side being all that you could be and that we both would love to see . Love Dad .

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What I See

What I see Melanie, let me tell you what I see, and know, it is all from with inside of me. I am watching you, as you walk away, into and through the crowds on a midway, toward that house, made of glass, mirrors, through who’s doors you will pass, pass from view, out of my sight, into that hall of mirrors bathed in dim light. I see you looking, intently, at your reflection, with, - I pray – a great deal of comprehension. Before you, you see this image. Yet – I do believe – it, you do not recognize as it, as you come of age, letting go of the rage that we both have come to realize has been a part of this image, that surly is you. You look deeply !, yet know not what to do, for you are unable to distinguish, you from the shadows. Find your true self ?, at this stage, who knows ? Shadows veil, they are vapor without form and you know not – yet – what is norm. What these venomous, vaporous shadows project I must tell you Melanie, will never protect you from what they have to say. What I hear, my Dear, brings to me a sad day as I hear the words “ I am insecure ”, “ I am without self-esteem, so unsure”, “There is, in this life, no certainty, and I feel myself so unworthy ”, “ I feel, I see myself as ugly. ” These are the thoughts that I see Melanie, yet know !, deep within you, these are not what you be. B. J. “A ” 2 March 26th 2002 Epilogue It is only from within you, they come, Melanie, and you are the only one that can see, you are the only one, who experiences, who is able to dissipate these misty shadows, looking back at you from those mirrors in this house of glass . As time passes Melanie, I pray, of what I speak will pass ! I have been watching you continually crash into these mirrors, but they have yet to crack, yet to break, and so, therefore, these images we see reflected, you feel are you, will never take you to the gates, into the cracks and set you free, nor, like the looking glass of Alice in wonderland, will they be absorbed so that you may come out on the other side being all that you could be and that we both would love to see . Love Dad .