Cycles
Our life is full of cycles
Of death and rebirth
A continuous journey
Of personal growth
Of self improvement
Of knowing yourself
We will never reach a point
Where we are done growing
We must continue to strive
To grow to our fullest potential
And through this we must
Go through hard times
These cycles of death within
To let it all go and move forward
Onto a new beginning a new rebirth
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