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Night

Years of holding on memories,
Thoughts that have plagued me.
In if I,
If I was to release it all,
What would be left of me?
This I do not know.
It is not written in the stars.
For as I write,
I release myself from my bindings I have created.
Years to hold on,
Just one night to break the cage.
For I am only one.
For my fairytale has no hero.
Even now I feel anew,
Burning the old book and crafting a new one.

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