The darkness and secrets hiding my future
playfully taunting the world in which I didn't live
Out of these shadows emerging
a butterfly
delicate and determined
ready to forgive herself
brightly colored with song
The sunlight warming my wings
gentle winds blow me forth
Blood pumping through my will
to attempt to rise
above the trees
near the soft billowy clouds of comfort
Silently I rise, I flutter, then I fly
Oh, how I travel far
only to land soon
Secure and strong
within a new Spring breeze
I safely return home
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