Like Wind, Wild and Free

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I'm painting pictures of lions in the jungle
Painting pictures of myself in them
Melting the skin on my bones
Replacing them with fur to keep me warm from the cold of abandonment
Observing my environment with eyes of silk
Running in the fields of shrubs
Prancing and panting, eating what mother let's
If I'm not covered in blood of my prey
I'm bathing in the soil of my father
My instincts have took over
Shoved in the corner are feelings that have failed me all these years
Don't take me to my home
It's not where I belong anymore
Endure the wild ensure I am mine
Holy forest make me whole while I lay bare
My hands are not my own
My feet over this finish line I don't recognise
I realise you don't need me when you are at your worst
While you venture into the sea of a million fishes I will have the best, the best of ''em all

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