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Whats it like outside that door? I have forgotten the world that passes by The hustle the bustle the rush to get out each morning the lives around me leave thru that magical passage Into a world of laughter and smiles Where the air flows freely instead of weighing heavily on your chest Into a world where people say hi and move along Not stopping to glance at you with pity in their eyes and questions they won't truly understand the answers to Thru that door the others go... Into a world that has more to offer than watching the clock hands move Thru that door each day... Into a world where the moving clocks hands don't mean that nighttime is coming and with it the darkness & fears that make you wish for morning. Thru that door they wave and smile and leave me Alone watching the passage of time. |
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