About the moment we look at ourselves in the mirror with love in our eyes.
Simple sweet serenity
washes over me.
Sated in my sanctity
I am free. I am free.
With fae wings I fly,
tears of bliss, I cry,
with a smile
for days gone by.
For I am free.
I am free.
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