i am fluid, once static
i am now of the riches, based from the attic
access to all, privilege grown
name once forgotten, i am known
strength born from none other than Him
heart bearing it all, the thick and the thin
all things aside, i am one and the same
i recall my most humbling memories, my own bane
yet, i have proven myself over and over again
i am unchained, freedom has never tasted so organic
ever changing, who knows, maybe i’ll even end up back at the attic

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