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About This Poem
**REFLECTION**
**REFLECTION**
I am running through a wheat dream
Open skies, body lies, my face cries
Surrounded by a silver stream
I stumbled in the valley where sleepiness never dies
A manger on fire, burning up my steam
Hardly ever got around to my good-bye's
I wake up alone in the middle of a field
Rain falling from the sky blessing my soul
Above the silver lining of my cloud
I place a bouquet of flowers on your grave
Angered by the thought of my birth
After life are we still saved
Rescuing you by the hand
Happy tormented in life's final way
Silent mistreated never to understand
A rid of hate dooming everyday
Something as evil, can ruin your plot at hand
My mouth hit by the door, on my knees when I pray
A ricochet shoot, when he revealed my plan
Fallen in and out with an unwanted betray
Alone with my own reflection is where I stand
*SKAT*
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