Bloom 

The sreeching silence hurt my ears,

I want to go out in the sun

And brace my souvenirs.

I can no more hide behind the curtains 

Soppy in my tears,

I can no more be tortured by time

And let darkness feed on my fears. 

I shall wear my whites tomorrow

Raise the blinds,

And bloom into a beautiful flower 

Breathing sunshine. 

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