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That place, this day (A short poem)

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ImageWhen I’m walking and walking, and walking I am

To that place of dreams as fast as I can

A mirror, a dungeon, a prison, a maze

Trapped inside for years, weeks or days

The time has come to wake and rise

See a new world appear as I open my eyes

When the night does come and take me away

I’ll remember forever this brand new day

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