Reflection

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The birds are flying
The wind is cold
The waves are visible
It was silent
It was peaceful
It was home
It was a moment of silence
It was time for you to reflect
You back then
You now
You in the future
Your vision
Your perspective
The questions
Who are you?
Why are you living?
Whats your role?
Are you happy?
You close your eyes
And everything froze for a moment
Magics and fantasy
For a second they was real
Its times up for your reflection
Back to reality...

-ElizabethG.

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