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For the last twenty years I lived in a cocoon,
Wrapped up, stood up, shook up, and almost died.
Then I discovered I could wiggle out
Of this thing surrounding me so tightly.
I began to squirm, wiggle, and screech.
It was very frightening as I was warned not to leave.
I ask my father if it was possible to escape,
From the bound up place.
He then reminded me, I am of the human race.
So, inch by inch I squirmed,
And released myself from the tight bound world,
And now I live free.
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