In a childlike wonder, everything is so new and beautiful, and radiant; the stress I experienced before was so foreign and far away. As a child I was pure, and innocent. Everything was new again. It was all so simple. Every life I have lived, I approached it differently, or I saw it differently. But as a child, fresh and pure, it was always the same, before I was conditioned, before the darkness.
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Skulls of my Past Lives
SpiritualAs the seasons change, I shed the skins of my old selves and grow into something new. Never will I forget about all the pain and lessons my old selves endured, but rather I collect memories from each to prosper into my newest self.
