My first sonnet! :)
She keeps ruing the past,
Others do pity her plight,
As time flies by fast,
How can she get it right?
Trapped by many fears,
Can she shed her fright?
Hearing all the cheers,
Indeed, she just might!
She cannot see in the dark,
Nor can she in pure light.
The contrast is too stark,
But balance gives her sight.
So onward she marches free,
To be who she wants to be.
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