Chromatic Shifts

Connected to the wild, an intimate and raw me.
Taunted, manipulated, abandoned, discarded no more.
Out of red-hot ashes, my worthiness.
A journey of the heart, no better time than now to leap and bound.
Bringing me out of the dark, tones of a chromatic scale.


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