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Reflection: This is a romantic-themed poem I wrote where the affected party looks back in reflection of a past romance: a romance intoxicating in the distance of remote possibility but toxic once it became reality. So many things in life can be that way. Sometimes things initially seeming to be out of reach are better remaining that way.