Never have I seen such miraculous colours in my life
Am I in a dream or am I in wonderland ?
I was a trapped bird in a cage with no such openings to be seen
I was a wilted thirsty rose...dry as dust
No colour no life did I have
I was a cloudy dark gloomy sky
I was a shattered mirror in to a million pieces
I was lost...hiden...shadow girl
Today I'm a horse, white as snow
I'm a deep vivacious red rose ...here I am
I'm a butterfly, flexiable...I am free
I'm no longer shadow girl...
But I am an artist painting the rest of my life with
The warmest colours known...
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