Reflection Poem


Reflection
I look down at the water and do you know what I see?
It is my very own face staring right back at me.
Certainly this is not a deception.
Rather it is my very own reflection.
The water carries my face in the crystal sunlight.
My eyes looking back at me are like a second sight.
Unfortunately I cannot live two lives.
My real being lives on but my reflection dies.

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