A long slumber it has been
Chained to my own secretions!
A cocoon of habits!
A pupa of conditioning!
But now I've finally blossomed!
My shell of conceit has been shed
And colours of love fill my new form
My wings are crisp and new
And nectar and pollen fill the morning air
In this blissful new life of enlightenment
Let me fly away to freedom!
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