Happy Poetry
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Once deprivedof what there isto redo. Once survived,only with brittle flakesin your grasp. It’s that momentto rethink illusions,to untiethe paralysesfrom heartstrings. Come quietthrough the thunder,dropping wallsthat kept you crawlingalways under. Come abovewhere sunlight flourishes,where angel wingsrain down seedsto swell the spring. Homebound,where streams are fabricfor your isolated,vulnerable shell,you’ll be redeemedright on time.