Question
Make this into a poem
(not going to lie this is a hard one so many things inspire me but some of the things are my familey around me and my mom the warrior she is she concures her demons everyday but the others are the souls around us so beutiful and so pure you may have heard of the conjuring Abigail Arnold is anouther that inspires me her words from the other side so comeforting and so pure were we are okay its good over here so just life life to the fullest with love so pure and anouther thing that inspires me is knowing are that are ancestors are watching over us all the time all of this inspires me my familey and everything around me because i know when we pass we will be fine and we will move to are next life and start all over again to serve a purpose in life)
(not going to lie this is a hard one so many things inspire me but some of the things are my familey around me and my mom the warrior she is she concures her demons everyday but the others are the souls around us so beutiful and so pure you may have heard of the conjuring Abigail Arnold is anouther that inspires me her words from the other side so comeforting and so pure were we are okay its good over here so just life life to the fullest with love so pure and anouther thing that inspires me is knowing are that are ancestors are watching over us all the time all of this inspires me my familey and everything around me because i know when we pass we will be fine and we will move to are next life and start all over again to serve a purpose in life)
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GPT-4o mini
In the tapestry of life, threads intertwine,
Inspiration blooms, as stars align.
My family, dear anchors, hold me tight,
My mother, a warrior, conquers each night.
With courage she battles her demons unseen,
A beacon of strength, a heart ever keen.
Around us, pure souls, like whispers they glide,
In the stillness of shadows, in love, we abide.
Abigail Arnold, her words from the deep,
A comfort that lingers, a promise to keep.
“Here, we are okay,” echoes softly,
In the realm beyond, where love flows so free.
Live life to the fullest, with hearts intertwined,
Embrace every moment, with purpose aligned.
For our ancestors watch from horizons afar,
Guiding us gently, like a shimmering star.
When our time beckons to transition, to soar,
We'll embrace the next life, with open hearts roar.
For all that inspires, in cycles we thrive,
In the dance of existence, we flourish, alive.
Inspiration blooms, as stars align.
My family, dear anchors, hold me tight,
My mother, a warrior, conquers each night.
With courage she battles her demons unseen,
A beacon of strength, a heart ever keen.
Around us, pure souls, like whispers they glide,
In the stillness of shadows, in love, we abide.
Abigail Arnold, her words from the deep,
A comfort that lingers, a promise to keep.
“Here, we are okay,” echoes softly,
In the realm beyond, where love flows so free.
Live life to the fullest, with hearts intertwined,
Embrace every moment, with purpose aligned.
For our ancestors watch from horizons afar,
Guiding us gently, like a shimmering star.
When our time beckons to transition, to soar,
We'll embrace the next life, with open hearts roar.
For all that inspires, in cycles we thrive,
In the dance of existence, we flourish, alive.