This isn't where I belong
I'm lost in translation
I'm a multifaceted
Stained glass
Childhood Imagination
I'll dream at any cost
I was purchased for free
I ran from Apollo
and now I'm a Laurel tree
I'm a forgotten rhyme
I'm a bleeding Syllable
and I still can't fly
it's unbelievable
I was just born
two days after my death
I died when you first cried
and I took my last breath
This isn't where I belong
I'm lost in translation
I'm a multifaceted
Stained glass
Childhood Imagination
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