metamorphosis

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a day cradles the sun; and i hold its beams.
another way to hold the colours of my dream.

call out the warmth, hold it close and tight.
then i may find the sun in the middle of its plight.

i am a woman with yellow in my hues
though i began to settle with the darkness and its hues.

i held the colours of my dreams whilst the rain sung its blues.
call the sunbeam and calm the storm.

i’m beginning to metamorphize into my truest form.

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