Stuck
Stuck.
In the realm of present day- we remain.
Ultimately trapped.
Winds breeze through,
Whispers of a life beyond routine.
Crisp leaves carry our desires with them,
Into a new place not yet uncovered.
Stuck.
We remain.
Hope diminishes untimely.
Stones stand still against these winds of change.
Standing where our comfortable mentality plants its flag.
We remain-
Stuck.
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