all alone
left to flourish
left to roam
I stepped into this pot of soup
It's up to me not to droop
I am ready
do your worst
I refuse
to feel cursed
I feel blessed
every day
I hope my luck
is here to stay
here we go
it's time to jump
I will not
land with a thump
here we go
I'll fly away
and jump into
a bright new day
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