Beginning Anew

From home cooked meals,
Country roads,
And laughter louder than thunder,
I made my beginning.

From days spent playing in the sun,
Warm rays caressing my skin,
The wind whispering in my hair,
I made my beginning.

From cruel words,
The sound of flesh meeting flesh,
Ice cold eyes filled with a heated hatred,
I made my concealment.

From days spent,
Filled to the brim with fear,
My smile dying on my lips,
I concealed the truth.

From running for our lives, 
Wolf chasing us with jaws snapping,
Freedom gained and joy returned,
I began breaking down the walls

The End

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