Finding Myself
I look back in the abyss of conscious,
I numbered my seven lives as cat.
Each time I fall, I lost part of motions,
I left speechless, breathless and red.
In all those diving and labyrinths
my presence was hiding invisible.
But then I rise up again, charming,
with new truths and principles.
I grew up each time almost dying,
my old body rest in the past.
A new wisdom comes after crying,
a new peace replace all the vast.
And learning the meanings of cycles,
my face got a new look from pain.
Like cat I reborn, a woman alike,
and pure new hard disk in brain.
My life is a spiral of valleys and hills.
I know, I will climb that high mountain,
and reunited I will joyfully feel.
The value I add to my new founding.
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