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Bluebird


I craved to fly away,
Like a bluebird confined in its cage.
Away from the oppression,
That I was living under.

My wings longed to stretch, to take flight!
I too wanted to soar the skies.
I too wanted to smile at the sun,
Illuminating the sky and the forest.

Demons unleashed, demons suppressed.
The battle will be ongoing, 
But never fully conquered.
I wanted to fly like a butterfly,

And flutter out of my prison.

And so I finally did.
It was my time.
And the bluebird lived happily ever after.

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