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Reflections
Reflections are like a rainbow tickle your mind on a rainy day, sprinkle of hope in a colorful way. Reflections can be memories lodged in your heart for so long, never leave you as life goes along. Reflections passed on generations become a pride of a family crew, vice or virtue, always carries through. Written on 12/7/08
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