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Reflections

Who is that person I ask as I stare, the one with streaks of gray in her long dark hair. Why is her face so sullen; deep dark circles under her eyes, She says absolutely nothing, but somehow you hear her tormented cries. She looks almost lifeless; no expression on her face, no sign of life; not even a trace. A deep sorrow fills my heart; when I look closer and see, I am gazing into a mirror; that person is me.

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Date: 5/14/2011 2:05:00 AM
Very sorrowful and deep expressive work here. God Bless. R.M.
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