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my
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Reflection: This was an inspirational/hope-themed poem that I wrote back in July of 2002 in honor of all of those special, wonderful people who have greatly contributed to my life and/or served to deeply inspire me. They added such warmth, color, beauty, and music to my life and to the living collage that is me – and today I am the result of all of those contributing parts and pieces (and more). And I cherish and appreciate each and every one of them.