𝙵𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚍𝚘𝚖

𝕯𝖚𝖒 𝖘𝖕𝖎𝖗𝖔, 𝖘𝖕𝖊𝖗𝖔

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Peeping through the small crevice

Unable to see the world through my falseness.

Confined in a room unknown to any men

My eternal cell.

But as long as I breath

I hope.

Dum spiro, spero.

After all the wasted years,

Finally what I considered fears

Vanish into thin air

As the doors of despair...

Open.

I am still breathing, still hoping.

Dum spiro, spero.

Freedom is mine.

The world shines with a brightness I can't define

The grass is greener than

How it was back then.

All the years, all the waste

Prancing through the meadows in such haste,

I can breathe the fine air of dawn

No longer the naïve pawn

In hands so bleak.

I breathed, I hoped.

Dum spiro, spero.

I see the lavender grow

Spreading the sweet smell with the flow

I am free, I am new

In this world I beardly knew.

I will be breathing, I will be hoping.

Dum spiro, spero.