Close up of a white flower in bloom.

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On breaking free and blooming into the best version of yourself you can be.

In the ashen concrete walls of my heart,

I’ve been growing flowers –

Azaleas tinted with blooming hope,

And gardenias infused with 

The scent of new beginnings – 

Waiting for the day this cage

Will crumble and give way 

To a cascade of unblemished colours

And, carefree, 

I will blossom

All over again. 

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