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Jun 2016
As children we would dream and play
Often times dreaming our daytime away
Our minds was a designer at their creative post
But now the world has a more sinister host
In place of dreams our demons take hold
Fears, doubts, and sorrows untold
Unforeseen pressures from worldly events
No wonder we don't want to leave from our tents
Our imagination crumbles at the forces of life
With realities first punches creating our strife
Yet we all force a smile to carry on our way
Because we cannot express our feelings today
Remain in the shadow, bury your fears
And thus I have done for the past few years
Why life cannot be careless and free
Is something that was always perplexing to me
Through the hurricane we call life we must carry on
So for one more day I put the mask back on.
Tim Preston
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Tim Preston  New Jersey
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