I waited the
right moment,
I waited in
distress,
Though in these
shackles I am always bound,
I wander aimless,
I breathe
purposeless,
In this
ignorance,
I am blind,
My eyes lost not
only sight,
It lost the
winged flights,
In my own
shackles,
I poured the
heart out in rain,
Like a morning
star,
My eyes awake
until dawn.
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