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Life is like a spiril always

flowing up, down and around.

Yet, you reconize in something

you reconized before.

Lower in the spiril the part

you shut the door.

Although not in bad,

but in truth that's good.

You tryed to remember in the

realization if you could.

The intention would bring

a knock again,

in all that's preparing

in your life ahead.

A pattern takes it's part,

in your mind, spirit, soul

and heart.

The life spiril is unque

to eaches own,

guided and protected by the

greatest on the throne.

If you are remembering

in your truths,

it never ever left.

It got burried in the

darkness fight,

and founded again in light.