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A poem about a dream

As I took a breath, this morning
I wondered what it'd be
To be a body without life
and a body without feel

What feels like such a trauma
is also a reason to live
Cuz this is how we learn to fly after a fall
and how we dare to dare

I've known a lot of stories
and eyes that would tell more tales
But not every soul would speak up
nor every silence would stay put

I longed to take a step forward
a step that would take away all pain
but the emptiness that lies ahead
And the bitterness in the air

And as I slipped away further
into this dream of vanity
I felt a ray of sunshine
that brought me hope and light

I have another day to right my wrongs
Another day to wish
For if this wish came true
I'd wake up to better dreams.

So do I flight or fight
This only time will tell
As long as I keep dreaming
I'll have more tales to tell.

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