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Closed Doors

Let’s fly away from this dim, smoky place To far off lands and over endless seas. At last, we’ve found all our locked cages’ keys. I ache to feel the wind upon my face. I scream adieu to all this tortured waste, And think on views so different from these. Imagine open air and swaying trees- A paradise of light and open space. I ran and leapt and raced into the light- The taste of liberty atop my tongue. To things far gone and past I gave no thought. The future briefly stole away my sight- (In my defense, I was naive and young.) I found all of my dreaming was for naught.

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Date: 6/15/2017 8:21:00 PM
We all have closed doors waiting to be opened, I am waiting for a closed door to open wide for me. Because I always dream.Without dreams we have nothing.
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