A reflection that does not reflect a reflection,
but reflects a scene,
maybe a happy scene,
One of netting butterlies,
a sad one of missing the ones that die.
The Reflection sees not me as i seem,
I, the present,
the now,
the here.
It however see's in me a scene.
Maybe a happy scene.
But i know not to see it,
but rather to let it,
let it become,
let it feel,
let it reflect me.













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good to c ur postin stuff ^^
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~ "we are, each of us, angels with only one wing, and can only fly by embracing one another" -> embrace me, and we shall fly ^_^
"did u get a gun? i didnt get a gun? where'd u get a gun from..."
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