Immortal

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Like a bird,  

stirred by the word,  

it is my nature to fly.  

Like a bee,  

an affinity with beauty  

moves me to enhance my vicinity. 

Like a tree,  

in roots deep  

I strive to reach the sky.  

As a human being,  

it is my human need 

to sow infinite seeds,  

to grow into a boundless free,  

and embrace the way  

of fluidity.  

Such is the seduction  

of the Soul  

who longs for the immortal.


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