Reflection

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I toss a pebble
Toward the moon
The shining orb
Ripples and flows
The moon
I threw at
Was simply a
Reflection

As I see another me
Standing on the
Water's edge
The moonlight cuts
Across her face
I reach for her cheek
But there is only water
It was simply a
Reflection

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