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Breaking Free

This shackle I have
Must come to an end
The moments of plight
The moments of fright
All to an end

The time for lights
The time for flights
Have come to stay
This is a new me

I’ve crawled, walked, run
Now, it’s time to fly
This is not the time to cry
But the time to live
Yeah, I’ve come to glow

This is a new me!

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