#Draft

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There it stands with eyes full of hope, longing, belonging, heart ajar
Why does it forget it is but a Dragon, lonesome, bereft, scared, far
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cool breeze brushes past her face, she can see bright lights, the sky
and theres a longing to break free but freedom, these walls, deny

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with hurt and wrath and fury galore
thats when the dragon will freely soar