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Reflections

It was summer twilight,
I got to the lake,
And on the other side,
I saw a germ.

It was winter twilight,
I got to the lake,
And on the other side,
I saw a bud.

It was a scorched twilight,
I got to the lake,
And on the other side,
I saw a bouquet.

It was a rainy twilight,
I got to the lake,
And on the other side,
But I saw bushes.

We had boundaries I was willing to cross,
But you drifted away.

Ken-Tips: Accept your perceptions and make positive strategies towards them.

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