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Field of Dreams

I crossed the river of fears, trying to steer the rapids To the field of dreams where my pushy heart aims I galloped mightily like a devil in ecstasy Pouncing fearlessly against the raging sea I challenged the surging tides by plunging very deep Not minding my strides, not fearing to slip But my fearlessness, made me defenseless For like a soldier of valor, I fought without armor My craving for the unknown, dragged my feet far from home Towards climbing the sands of dune where my feet can't play a tune I don't know if I can still walk my way back across the hill Help me through, I am lost, I am wandering like a ghost This heart longs for that morning breeze that graced my first breath To lay my body to rest where earth does not discriminate Sanctify my tainted soul, for in pit I had fallen Like many men, on their field of dream Yes, many souls were lost on the field of dreams That even the biting frost had forgotten their names So, in every step you take, be careful not to slip Do not try to mimic the hasty strides I made Be bold to make your own stride, but be cautious enough to glide Let not your soaring pride pull you down like a slide For you cannot efface the dark stains of your imprint Like ghosts of olden days, they will haunt you in your sleep May 6, 2023

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