after years of wilting and twisting towards the darkness
I've finally found the light
The sun shines so bright against my skin
I feel so lovely and warm, it washes away any sins i have
I'm untangling and unwinding
My spirit challenged by the new setting
I'm loving my transformation
I'm a new flower, a sunflower
The only one not golden— but Blue
The weeds around me grow strong and threaten my existence
I have no other choice but to snatch them from their roots
To leave all those weeds behind
To grow without being held back
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