Release
When he believed he was unlovable and misunderstood,
He put pen to paper, expressing what no words could.
Thus produced a passion cultivated by his thoughts,
Though with feelings of inadequacy and emptiness still he fought.
But amidst this tunnel appeared a light that he could see,
For now he gained a voice to speak what he couldn't audibly.
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