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burning and destructing until only our souls are recognizable seeing the world through new eyes each time we venture into the life we had lived before we must beg the question: does this belong with me with what i have become must i build my new life from pieces of the old, if they are not reborn as i have been or am i meant to start anew and dig deeper to wonder: should they become unrecognizable, as i have, will we ever rekindle? are we supposed to?
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May 27, 2016
May 27, 2016 at 2:13 AM UTC
we're all phoenixes
burning and destructing until only our souls are recognizable seeing the world through new eyes each time we venture into the life we had lived before we must beg the question: does this belong with me with what i have become must i build my new life from pieces of the old, if they are not reborn as i have been or am i meant to start anew and dig deeper to wonder: should they become unrecognizable, as i have, will we ever rekindle? are we supposed to?
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May 27, 2016
May 27, 2016 at 2:13 AM UTC
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