You breathe in the smoke,
Caused by your destruction.
But from the ashes comes,
A new creation.
There's hope in the tiniest of places,
Faith in strangers' faces.
Blood still runs through your veins,
You can still start again.
Leave your past behind,
Dont let it hold you down.
Theres a whole new world to find,
So it's time for you to break out.
Theres a world outside this meadow,
That I've never seen before.
I think I found the handle,
To open the door.
Set me free,
Find a way to release the past,
Spread my wings,
And let the good times last.
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