I sat in the dark,
Imagining an alternate reality.
My life needed a spark
To escape this monotony.
I wish I were a flower,
Dancing in the breeze.
Or a bird on a tree,
Setting itself free.
Grabbing my brush, I created magic.
From castles and wars,
To Jupiter and Mars.
I painted my Utopia.
As the canvas got brighter,
My heart became lighter.
Kudos! The sonnet is vibrant and impeccable 👌🏻❤️
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