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New Life

by @christopher-james-grossi

You're worried because you think all life is precious When new life is precious. You cling to parts of you because you think the fact of their existence, Means they are deserving of your pity, and support. I'm here to tell you to die, That it's okay to die. You will only become more you when you allow the death of previous permutations of your soul, Born of time, and place, and level of maturity, Born to be exactly what you needed, I say give birth again and again, To create newer, wiser ways of being, And thank the spirit of creation for your previous self, And eulogize its gifts and faults with the love it deserves.
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