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Chew.

Every caterpillar,
its cocoon.
What I’ve spun,
I must chew.

Digesting myself inside.
Inner pain endured
builds the strength
I will need to fly

when I finally break
through,
rise above your lies,
salvage
what I can,
live my own life.

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