Reflections

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    Reflections
    Everytime I look in the mirror I see the girl I used to be. Reflections of the person who wanted to be what she could. Being smart like she said she would, and all the bad times I have. The exciting moments. But all that is gone and only my reflection is shown.

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    When power leads man towards arrogance, poetry reminds him of his limitations. When power narrows the area of man's concern, poetry reminds him of the richness and diversity of existence. When power corrupts, poetry cleanses.

    John F. Kennedy (1917-1963) Thirty-fifth President of the USA

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