For Oprah Winfrey
At the beginning of the day I saw her
Clad in the dark colors she chose
The result of her reflection of herself:
Her path has not been easy
She has suffered much.
She has fallen many times.
But at the end of the day I see her
Clad in her new color (swirls of paper Thin transparency)
The result of her perfectly true reflection of herself..
She is her own Angel
And she flows on her own wings!
Clad in the dark colors she chose
The result of her reflection of herself:
Her path has not been easy
She has suffered much.
She has fallen many times.
But at the end of the day I see her
Clad in her new color (swirls of paper Thin transparency)
The result of her perfectly true reflection of herself..
She is her own Angel
And she flows on her own wings!
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