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Free, clear and flying
Incapacitated does not mean incapable
Despite their stauch belief that's true
My me-ness grated really rather hard
Fenced my instinct, hobbled my smarts
But faith and imagination stayed intact
Belief in sense outside the asylum
Puzzled by this opportunity I made?
How the misfit made it quite so good?
Open that narrow uninspired mind
Squashed, pushed, pulled but never fit
The box so plush and safe
But I'm a free-range kind of girl
Everyone has dreams, some make them real
They love their sea ringed island
But the sun, moon, earth and stars are mine.
