Staring deeply into, is it a pool, is it a mirror, or could it be mercury.
Reflections that return bright but changed, altered in hue and timbre.
Hopes shine, dreams plead, the living ever fall into dead.
That day you will know, it will return and show itself to me.
Realizations that bring new paths, changed but true and plainer.
Faith stands,
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