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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I don’t know how many times I have shed my old skin, like a moth seeking light under the moonlit sky, Leaving behind pieces of myself that no longer knew my name, shadows of a silent past, I wandered through labyrinths of memories, seeking answers in echoes lost in time, Wondering if change is just another facet of the same self, both old and new. I don’t know how many times I have stood in the shadow of my own fear, feeling it tighten around my breath, Anchoring my feet to the cold ground, and yet, somehow, I found the strength to step through it, Each step trembling under the weight of uncertainty, yet moving forward, toward the light, Knowing that the shadow of fear cannot survive in the face of courage that blooms in silence. I don’t know how many times I have burned in the pain of my scars, like a flame dancing on the edge of a dream, Feeling old wounds flicker back to life, as if pain never forgets the body it once called home, But in that fire, I found an unexpected warmth, a memory of life still pulsing beneath the skin, Each scar a story, each burn a lesson written with the ink of time. I don’t know how many times I have risen from the ashes, gathering the remnants that remained of me, Standing up, still burning, but alive, still yearning, seeking blindly for the meaning of my rebirth, In a world that continues to change, finding beauty in the imperfection of the moment, I discovered that each rebirth is a dance with infinity, a journey toward the eternal self. And yet, just as the sky changes color with the passage of time, I continue to change, Borrowing the light of falling stars, hoping that one day I will understand how many times I must fall, To learn to fly, to understand that although pain knows my name, it does not define me, That each rebirth is a new beginning, a dream waiting to be lived under a sky of hope. In every step and every fall, I have discovered that life is a mosaic of moments full of longing, A continuous journey through which the soul finds itself, learning to love each moment, And thus, even among ashes and shadows, the light of a new beginning shines, carrying me forward, For deep within, I understood that the true beauty of life lies in the endless rebirth of the soul.
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