I decided one day,
To walk through the forest,
and some how, I really quite don't know,
I ended up beside the River of Cloe,
its sweet waters drawed me near,
but I wasn't ready for what appeared.
A reflection, a reflection of me,
one of my life, and its rejections
of the true connections I should of made,
with the people close to me, and all around myself.
All I realized I was doing,
was drifting farther away from land,
and what I needed to do to get back,
was to lose the old me,
and start over again,
hopefully without and end,
thats was just like the old me.
That reflection told me all, all that I never knew.
I've not returned to that River of Cloe,
or the way I was before ,
but I know now something, I never did......
.....Reflections cannot tell you what you know......
.....But what you don't know, about yourself.
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