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I walk along the calm waters.

Skipping rocks ever so gently.

Water rippling softly.

Crickets chirp thunderously,

as frogs vigorously jump,

from lily pad to lily pad.

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I sit by the calm waters,

looking into them,

with the greatest of ease.

The reflection shining back.

is one I do not recognize.

For I no longer know myself.

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I take one last glimpse of the calm waters.

Hoping to return someday soon,

as a new person.

Able to see herself and what she has become.

And more importantly,

able to like her reflection.



~*~ Jill ~*~