Reflections by Daniel L. Mansell aka "spuks" 9/9/99
				Standing alone in the mirror of my soul A reflection of myself as a child I see the things that were once made of me That have stayed with me all of the while Wandering around in remaining emotion So provides a steadfast of peace And though I will fall to the occassional pain Every day is a new day to sieze
			Focusing beyond the proceeding horizon Makes it difficult to see through the trials But comforting tomorrow with yesterday's journeys Helps to clarify the upcoming miles Once as a child I laughed and I played With neither a worry nor fear And this is the place where I now find comfort No matter the pain of recent years
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