In the cosmos of souls,
Rebirth is like the mythical firebird ,
That burns to decease with each collapse,
Only to rise from its ashes with non-renewed conduct.
Wishes were countered and grasp suns-up,
The soul my the savoir and the key to escape,
No matter how tough the going gets,
The bonds are kept,
To be by my side ever since my creation.
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I write a lot, which keeps me off the streets and out of trouble. There is always something to write about, always a new story to craft. Not writing, for me, is like trying to hold back a sneeze. Learning to write was the most powerful influence in my life. I can still remember the awe I felt when I realized I could put real words onto paper and tell out a story. From that first ‘a-ha’ moment I knew I wanted to write.
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