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Apr 2021
White hair,
Blank face,
Woke up in a white room with light space,
Waking up from a lost memory that I couldn’t remember,
The last thing that popped through my brain was a dark room in a dark place,
Which I thought was a vision but turns out that was my last life in a different setting,
Don’t remember after point blank,
Now I stare down at a round globe that looks pretty,
But should I stay here or go down there and start my new life journey,
White gown was what I was wearing,
I see a lovely couple in the waiting room wishing to have a baby,
But she wanted a girl and ended up with two boys, they seem a bit rowdy,
Waiting here is kinda tiring,
As I stared back down knowing I must make a decision,
But also knowing the consequences,
That if I start up my journey there,
It’ll all end up in tragedy and then I’ll have to make myself whole again,
By finding love again,
By finding peace again,
By finding me again,
That’s a risk that I’m willing to take,
Even though it might crush me inside out to be able to breathe again,
I’ll still progress the process within me,
To set free the real me and let people see what I wanna be down there in the greenery than being stuck up here and looking down at the scenery,
Now that’s a challenge that I’m willing to make possible,
Even though the world that I look at seems damaging,
War outbreaks,
Religious and race,
Stress building,
Suicidal and grace,
Liars and cheaters,
Loyalty and love,
Everywhere I’ve looked brought me more closer to God,
I wonder what kind of personality I’ll have,
What kind of traits I’ll discover,
What type of friends I’ll make or maybe become a loner,
Either way, it’s how I shape me or where my journey leads,
The life lessons that teaches me might crumble me and have me waiting patiently,
But realize that love breaks down every negativity that streams through each and everyone’s star dusted bodies,
I think I’ve made up my mind,
Cause there was a sudden bright flash that I had to bask in,
After that I blinked twice looking up to see the most beautiful of brown eyes and smile all covered in sweat,
And a name given to me while the nice women held me snuggled close for there was little room for stretching,
And then I fall back to sleep knowing that this part of my life was already beginning.
Samora
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Samora  25/F
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