I pass my former prison
Defiance in each cell
So glad my stretch of withering
Is finally done, considering
All that has arisen,
I would say it’s just as well.
Existing in their cellar
It was difficult to bloom
But now I’m bathed in radiance
And growing full of confidence
That living can be stellar
Despite what problems loom.
Are You Reading Me?
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