Reflection

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    Reflection

    Reflection
    What comes of a Reflection,
    What makes it such a Selection,
    Why do we have to Question, of what it only is,
    Just a Reflection.
    A Reflection of what sense,
    nothing unique or a liking to Perfection,
    Just a Reflection.
    Reflection,
    turned into one section to the next,
    made up of by choice,
    turned into what it never was,
    but endes up being a Scientific Analysis,
    then turned to a Demonstration,
    a Presentation,
    later a Pronunciation,
    that is now a Justification,
    A Reflection,
    No!! Hypothesis,
    nothing of any kind,
    a Reflection is all it is,
    all it was,
    Reflection,
    not Reflec!

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    The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.

    Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)

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