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Seasons change,

only to be reborn again and again,

I’ve lived ninety nine lives,

only to be reborn again and again,

Like on a moving train,

scenes repeat themselves,

there’s no beginning nor an end, i fathom,

i learn, repeat, untangle, survive,

the mirror of truth doesn’t scare me anymore.

50 words

Acknowledgements :- Thank you Reena Saxena for hosting, Reena’s Exploration Challenge #241 . The prompt line is, “The only ghost that scares is a past version of you.” Thank you Sade for hosting What do you see challenge # 145. The photo is the prompt. Thank you all for stopping by and reading.


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