March 16, 2022
In the bricks, my roots are cast, I was told it couldn't be done.
Growing in bricks, your roots wont take hold, you'll never make it my darling child.
But I am standing here, all alone, just basking in the sun.
I'm basking here, in the suns radiant light, my imagination just running wild.
There is nothing, that I can't do, No I will never run...
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