Further disapearance,
And deeper yearning,
For a feeling of freedom,
And happiness,
Never known until all your joy,
Has gone away,
Within a night,
And a blink of day

The kites you’ve flown,
In the windy afternoons,
Turned to shallow mornings,
And shadowed moons.

Desired,
Through a passion,
And a dream,
A reality you will make it,
To once again be seen.

Bravery will not be your title,
But a hero to yourself you will be,
No title needed for you to once again succeed.

 
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