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Etherees
In
Winter
All plant life
Is supposed to
Be sleeping under
A blanket of white snow.
But here is a stubborn plant
That defies nature and has grown
A flower. But to me it seems that
This bloom is most beautiful above all.
What is this feeling in my heart? I have
Never felt this way before. I am not held
Back by the shackles that have
Held my for my whole life. My
Chains have been broken. I
Can be who I want
To be. I now
Know the word
For it.
Free.
