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Overnight everything changed
Overnight he reached his range
Overnight everything came to be
Overnight he was finally free
He fought for years for change
But his mind wouldn’t engage
All he wanted was a chance
So his life could advance
Then one day his patience won
Beating the frustration’s gun
Loaded was it, ready to fire
Down his aspirations, his desire
From the fires did he rise
A phoenix that did fly
Up and away to new heights
A new life given flight
All this happened overnight
His dreams were reached overnight
He came to be himself overnight
Finally flying high overnight
*First Published on: November 21st 2011 at 10:01 and re-edited on 3rd April 2015
Posted in: Poetry
Posted on Apr 3, 2015
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