I am a phoenix.
To burn up and turn to ashes
To fall down and rise up again
I am born to spread my wings and fly
I was born to be free.
I was born to learn how it feels to lose everything except what really matters.
I was born to live a life what’s real and true
I was born to find my own path my own truth.
To be cracked, open, to loose myself.
To find myself beyond time and space.
I was born to know the truth to learn how to fly.
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Going Through Changes
I was who I was yesterday
As I was the day before that day
With each day before those days
Me being me in so many different ways
As I am sure that tomorrow
Through all of the happiness and sorrow
Through all that is normal or strange
I will somehow again change
Such is the evolution of the self
Of which I embrace of myself
As I go through all that is of me
In the becoming of who I am and who I am meant to be
.⁀⋱‿. Author Roman Garreis .⁀⋱‿.
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