Like the end before a beginning,

Turning to ash only to be reborn,

I want my life to fold before it unfolds,

Rising from the remnants of the past,

With a hope that will last,

Only when this story ends,

I can repaint my journey,

Making it a masterpiece yet.

After the echoes of yesterday fade away,

I’ll embrace the beauty of a new tune to play,

Just like the end before another beginning,

The cycle of life will continue, always spinning.

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