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Rise

Then one day,

You’re free,

From the anchor,

That was weighing you down,

And you rise,

Towards the surface,

Noticing every little thing,

Breathing effortlessly,

And feeling alive,

After a long time.

This is when you realise,

You’re not someone,

To be drowned so easily,

You’re not someone,

Who will lose simply.

You’re not someone,

Who has given up,

You’re not someone,

Who will ever stop to love.


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