I canβt read,
I canβt write,
I will not fight,
Though my sadness
Can often reignite,
I feel quite alright.
Just, my mind
Is focused on a
Different sight.
Finally my future
Seems might,
Even though
Sometimes I fright,
More and more
I feel delight.
Like a kite,
I take my flight.
I feel bright,
Because I focus
On light.

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