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As I reflect on my reflection, I can't help but think I'm forgetting something. Another year, another birthday, another love. But what am I forgetting? I climbed to new heights, fell to new lows. Crawled with crippled arms, and even fought to stay standing. Sometimes I was successful, sometimes I wasn't. But still, what am I forgetting? I made new friends, lost old ones, laughed at jokes, and even cried when I watched "The Boy In The Striped Pajamas". I felt feelings that honestly, I had never felt before. I climbed mountains, and scaled walls. I built bridges, then burned them down, only to come back, and build them up again. And yet I still ask myself, what am I forgetting? I gambled, and beat the odds. I gambled, and lost. Like when I put down twenty dollars on the record high Powerball, and didn't get any numbers right. But what of all things am I forgetting? As I reflect on my reflection, and ponder upon the year, I remember, I'm one year stronger, one birthday stronger, one love stronger. I'm not a new man, I never will be, I will always be me. But I can always get stronger, and I always will.
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Jan 1, 2013
Jan 1, 2013 at 12:10 AM UTC
Reflecting On My Reflection
As I reflect on my reflection, I can't help but think I'm forgetting something. Another year, another birthday, another love. But what am I forgetting? I climbed to new heights, fell to new lows. Crawled with crippled arms, and even fought to stay standing. Sometimes I was successful, sometimes I wasn't. But still, what am I forgetting? I made new friends, lost old ones, laughed at jokes, and even cried when I watched "The Boy In The Striped Pajamas". I felt feelings that honestly, I had never felt before. I climbed mountains, and scaled walls. I built bridges, then burned them down, only to come back, and build them up again. And yet I still ask myself, what am I forgetting? I gambled, and beat the odds. I gambled, and lost. Like when I put down twenty dollars on the record high Powerball, and didn't get any numbers right. But what of all things am I forgetting? As I reflect on my reflection, and ponder upon the year, I remember, I'm one year stronger, one birthday stronger, one love stronger. I'm not a new man, I never will be, I will always be me. But I can always get stronger, and I always will.
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Jan 1, 2013
Jan 1, 2013 at 12:10 AM UTC
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