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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Through the narrow window of time, I see fleeting shadows of lives that remain unfulfilled, Men bound to desks like to foreign altars, captive in routine and silence, Souls enclosed in a shell of paper and numbers, with hearts beating under the cold light's clocks, Once hunters of dreams and stars, now hunters of signatures and senseless approvals, Strangers in their own skin, gritting their teeth and facing endless monotony, Where is the fire that once burned in their chests, melting the chains of conventions and fear? Now there remains only the echo of a silent scream, lost in the noise of glass and concrete, In a landscape of dreams extinguished under heavy steps, of hopes melting under the cold light, It is a dance of despair in two-piece suits, a game of endless shadows, A futile attempt to tame a storm that no longer comes, that can no longer be felt, But perhaps, one day, they will break these invisible walls that keep them captive in silence, And they will rediscover that primordial force, that light unafraid of the darkness within them. Perhaps then, the old man will rise from the ashes of time, not as a myth, but as a living truth, He will burn again with an undying flame, daring to be, to burn, to live freely, With his heart open to the sky, without fears, without chains, only with the desire to be whole, He will be a song of freedom in the wind, a story told under the endless sky of hope, And then, in a world that has forgotten its dreams, he will bring light and be a guiding star, An endless journey to the self, a rebirth of the fire that never ceased to burn.
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