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Dec 2014
I look in the mirror every morning
and often I see someone new
I splash water in my face,
asking what happened to you?

what year, what age
was this new creation made
sins were costly
what price was paid?

what difference did it make?
I was forever gone
and only a stranger was left
now I stare in the mirror at this new self.
BrookGina
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BrookGina  Traveler
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   ZL, ---, rufus, JWolfeB and Styles
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