~Myself In my Life~

I look at the clouds during the day and see other worlds.
I soar through them much like I would a ghost.
Through me, I feel my mother
Expresses things she never got to.
In me...my mother is still alive. She is with me in every match I wrestle, every day I live, every breath I breathe.
I owe my mother my life...her soul has it.

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