This is what gets me: Part Three

This story will always be one of lost and found. I will always put it down only to find myself stumbling over it again. All my life, I will remember one thing. All his life, he will remember another.

But Im ok with getting lost, just to find myself and find my way again. I have to fall to rise above it all. Diving in without my wings if it means that I relearn to fly each time. Rising like a  pheniox through the fire, through the relit flames. Im grateful for each time that I get to discover, once more, what life is other than a cage to me. 

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