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Locked inside by city streets
Bound by unseen chains
No wings have we to soar
Towards teh unknown
The sky above, our jailer
The sun, our guard
Changing seasons record our passing lives
Travelling onward to the unknown
Never before have we struggled
To break our shackles that bind us to this Earth
We fear the deepest hollow, we climb the highest peak
Reaching upward to the unknown
We have made it to the stars
We gather in the new found wealth
OUr senses explode with this new freedom
We have reached our unknown
But still we must return
Homeward bound
To dream of new unknowns
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What is Poetry Starts?
…poems and prose from now back to teen years
…remembering a first writing love
…pumping the creative well yet again
…silencing the internal critic