Turning towards the window I see my reflection staring back at me. The blue eyes, full of love and hate, secrets and dreams. The lips slighting curved into a smile, full of the youthful awareness of every touch. The fair skin, seeming translucent in the overhead flourescent lighting.
I now look past my reflection into the infinite realm of space. The grass, flurishing from the past winter slowly melting. The trees, beginning to bud: starting life anew.
Beyond that is the town I have grown up in. The town I have grown to love. The people I have seen everyday. The people I have loved and cared for my whole life. And who have loved and cared for me.
This day, this hour, this minute is what I have always lived for.
A flower blooms, a child dies: life moves on. Never knowing what is next: What is to come.
This is my life.
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