Do you know what it is like
To see for the first time?
Do you know what it is like
To be brought back to life?
To feel the breeze
And smell the scents?
To feel hope rising
From the darkest of depths?
I was locked in a dark place
Starved of all that was good
Now even the plainest of flowers
Can lift my mood
I see galaxies of stars
In place of blackest nights
I see oceans, valleys and mountains
As I soar from these heights
The taste of freedom
Only tastes sweet
When from captivity’s clutches
You have been released
I See Galaxies


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