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May 2016
The sunset reflected on the water and I stared at the dark ripples of the wave and thought about how much I was like that reflection. I seem to be beautiful and wild and indigenous, but if you look closely at how I reflect into the world, their are ripples of emotion that drown out the 'image' of me and is replaced with the dark me, the true me, that doesn't smile and doesn't sleep at night and can't wait for the sun to set and the reflection to be put to rest.
Demi Coleman
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Demi Coleman  Michigan
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