there

I am going there

where hazel is not hazel

like my eyes

yellow is a bird

nesting in my hair

of red

so I can choose

happiness over gloom

without an image

to alter my choices

there.

Throughout living been told

there does not exist

such a freedom

cast under a spell

but now old

thorns finally removed

images too, there.

there

burn baby burn

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