I am free
From the shackles
that have bound me
I am free
in my head and my heart
I have grown through the soil and the leaves
from a dark persecution
into the light
and blossomed and bloomed
I am myself
There is no control
Anymore
I can be me
Me
And the dark clouds have turned to rainbows
The thunder to birds singing
And the horror
The torture
Is all over
I am free
To be me

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