Sacred Dream
He had never seen the daylight
Grew up in a profound pit
The darkness gripped him so tight
He didn’t wish to live under a bright light
He reaches the age of independence
He runs through the darkness to the exit
Stands before the unbreakable gate
A fear of freedom, unease at the bright light
Butterflies fly in and out of the gate
Carrying his dreams, which are sacred
Love is the key to open the gate
Which he’s never experienced yet
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