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Saturday, January 24, 2009

Fly

Locked in a room
Of my own creation
I wait for a time
When my spirit can fly

Without fear, without despair,
Without looking back.
To fly away from here
To safety, warmth and love

To a place called home.
A place long denied
For my spirit to rest
A sanctuary of release.

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