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The VisionThe Vision I've been awakened… I say awakened because till now my mind has been in a coma, Resting in memories, wallowing in madness. Asleep/lost were my visions. Accepting existence and sadness. "Not good enough" was par for the course. And yet I raised my hand like a champ. Looking no further than today.No thought of tomorrow My mind was closed, sealed, and stamped Upon awakening, I rose up and walked to the mirror. And was startled at first when I glanced. So I rubbed my eyes believing my vision would change. "Take a step back" I'd give that a chance. But what I saw was clear. I just didn't want to believe. Foreign was this sight to behold. I saw changes and growth and beauty – a future This feeling can't be bought, borrowed or sold "Somethings strange here" I thought. "This isn't like me" My mind racing, words forming their connection. This is the feeling I got when I awakened and saw. The vision was YOU My Reflection B. Alexander 2009 Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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