Sometime, during this cloudy night,
I fell into a notion of a brighter hope.
Suddenly everything lost in the mire,
Was open to review, distributing a fire.
What was once, only a delinquent idea,
Is now such as the reality of all.
My memory is in transit, beholding how,
The clarity of my freedom arrives now.
Fighting with the bewilderment of courage,
Not knowing if I will survive the night.
Gives me a way to release control,
Over everything I had ever wanted to know.
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