Unfolding Dreams

a scorching fire of pain and passion. suffocating dissonance. soiled dreams and a child's vision trodden on. shadows of practicality blur the clear minds of youth. chains are forced on free thought. years may pass. many accept their man-made fate. many suffer a perpetual state of drowning. but for a few, there will be a moment of sacred loneliness. rusted padlocks will crumble. the present will not be enough. these few will then watch their hidden dreams unfold themselves. they will watch themselves break free. of everything.

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