Chos coined itself around my life
Leaving nothing but broken lights
Waiting for it's next move
I stumbled upon it's rigorous move
Filling me up with so much courage
I no longer became afird of growing
For I realised chos was actually bright
As I sat there growing in the sunlight
I realised it was worth every fight
Every battle that was frought
Froughed me into who I am now
For I did not realise my own brightness
Because I was dimmed by the spite
By the echoes around the broken lights

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