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I wrap myself in a cocoon.

A cocoon that is a mushy, 
muddy, dark blanket.

I hide myself away from
reality because that is
the only way I know.

I try to come out of this
hideness, but I get stuck 
in the gooyness.

It pulls on me and it 
imprisons me with chains
that are thorns.

No ray of sunlight can 
touch it because the 
cocoon lives in a dark 
and wicked forest of 
my Soul.

At last, the Soul screams
a painful scream!

Someone get me out
of here!

I don't want to perish!

Finally, I go into this deep 
and wicked sleep, and I
dream.

I can't tell or see what I
am dreaming of.

I awake from this evil dream
in tears.

Loving tears because the
evil that grew and grew
int a disgusting cocoon,
becomes clear and I can
see the beauty of some
sort of warm sunlight.

Sunlight that melts away 
the ugliness of my body 
and Soul.

The cocoon, clear and soft, 
opens up its wings, like the
opening of pages in a book.

Magnificent! My Soul is Free!

I spread my wings, as Nature 
tells us, into a beautiful and
glorious butterfly.

A butterfly that extends its
wings and dances with
happiness that it is Free.

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