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From darkness I rise, like the sun in the morning.
From darkness I rise, like like tulip in the spring.
From darkness I rise, like the feelings that you bring.
From my darkness I'm rising, like the sun burning at noon.
From my darkness I'm rising, like the tulip in full bloom.
From my darkness I'm rising, like awakening from a swoon.
To the light I rise, so high I smell heavens scent.
To the light I rise, my sturdy stock never bent.
To the light I rise, such ties viewed, eyes lambent.
In the light I stand, my true purpose, life is found.
In the light I stand, like the bulb rose from the ground.
In the light I stand, darkness chosen, limbs are bound.
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