I notice in me a newly found strength
Coming solely from my past experiences
Beautifully intertwined with intuition
To land me into the present
With a firm resolve
Like the drops of water from atop of the highest tower onto a stone
It doesn't hurt to fall on the ground anymore
There are invisible hands made of magic
Waiting to catch me when I fall
Waiting to catch the water droplets falling from the highest towers
When they fall...
I am life of that fine droplet catching life
--Achhhhoooo--
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I am made of a magic
I am like a rabbit
coming up and down in a hat
painful inside
painful outside
life is going on
It is not waiting for me to get on
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