You see life is a cycleA pointless cycle maybe But that`s only if you look at it as that and nothing moreThe trials and tribulations, the friends, the enemy`s all the choices we makeThat`s brings meaning to the meaninglessAnd I I`ve lived a life I couldn`t controlWho or what I wasWhat I wanted, or thought I wantedAll out of my control&&..&&.******"What will you do after?" asks my white haired self,She`d been passively observing everything as they unfolded,"It`s true that everything that has ever happened and ever will happen is destined to repeat,But that`s not what my journey was ever about,After you`ve fully returned to me and I gain access to all my memories, I`m releasing them,I don`t know where they`ll go, but humans weren`t meant to be a collective, We are species that value individuality more than anything else,I already have my few memories of being Kage,My memories of me being me and not anyone else&.""&.." myself, she does not reply instead nodding before disappearing, and becoming definitively me.&..I feel a rush as all the positive and happy memories flow through meNo,I shouldn`t even call them memoriesSoulsThe souls of all that had come before and all that I`ve interacted with,Everything becomes clearI see allI know allAnd I am allIt`s ironic that even though I plan on releasing all these soulI may probably never forget any of these memories now,(So much for being just Kage)But it`s what I chose&..I wonder how you would describe this?Is this sad?Maybe happy?Or is it anticlimactic?Anyway you look at it I don`t mindBecause I chose it to be this wayI choose to let things repeatI choose to let people dieI choose that because even when people die people liveI choose it because amidst all the bad and the trauma what we remember are the small moments that were genuine Unauthorized tale usage: if you spot this story on Amazon, report the violation.The moments that make a bad story slightly below averageHaha~Or an average tale goodI choose to let life continues on as it intendsI choose to embrace the dark while dancing in the light.All the history, lore, truths to me was never the point, it is and was always about these moments the times where I decide things for myself, on what truly affects me.Because&..&..&..Listen to this:Dance , dance, Bathe in the sunshineShe gives you warmth she burns your eyesYou`ll get older and she`ll still be thereBurning when you sleepBurning when you stareRun around her as many times as you likeShe`ll keep on shining her glorious lightAnd if you`d circle a thousand timesNothing would change except the wrinkles on your faceFall asleepSleep foreverShe doesn`t care, her light it stays,Your friends will cry but soon they`ll joinSun in the sky has seen you come and goneShe`s seen you goYour mother and hers and hers and hersShe`s seen the beginning the very firstWith every run you make around her,Lights get hotter age olderShe plays a song you cannot hearA rhythm of fire melody of light.She`s heard your songs they come and goSome fast some of tempo slow,So dance, dance, dance in her gloryWhile your songs are in sync and you still have a story,From bird to fish to ape and whale, they all play a tuneAll have a taleA song of life it never goes awayWhat`s your song?Have you heard it?Played it?Just make sure don`t ever waste it,You`ll hear it begin but not when it endsBut does it ever end?This is poem but not reallyI call it Eternal Requiem.

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