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Ironically

I am here again

At the same place

A different me

I cried here . . . then

Now I laugh here with friends

I moaned in shame, then

Now, I hum dignified anthem

I walked with burdened spirit

Now I dance to light hearted lyric

On the head of

My point of pain

To the drum of my

Pulse of traumas rain

I dance!

I laugh!

I sing!

Do you see the reflection

That does not reflect the old

But emits

A new me

Rejuvenated me!