Being Set Free - Poem by Kumiko Saito
Its overwhelming, having this feeling.
I'm finally being set free,
like a lovely butterfly coming out of its
thick protected cacoon.
I can no longer depend on anyone but myself.
Stepping foot in the real world for the first time,
I feel lonely.
There isn't any time to turn back,
Even though I want to put up that
symbolic white flag saying I give up.
I move forward since I can't turn back to the past.
I'm being set free.
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