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Dec 2016
I sang to the slugs
The brisk air smothered my words
As the nightly silence swept through the grass.
Concrete cornered me in
But, my mind was too big
Down crashed the colonial cubes.
Uprose tantalizing trees
Shock stalled my limp breathing
The lone yard transformed into my dreams.


What now that all is mine?
How do I thrive with such a surprise?
No limitations, except time.


Deep gaze into freedom
Arms wide awaiting its embrace
Though I stalled it too late
As it all began to fade.
Pixel by pixel,
Beautiful particles sprinkling like ash
Soon reality came back
While my dreams ran off to laugh
Left me deflated in my yard.
I wiped my tired eyes and sighed
Perhaps I can dream again another night.
Written by
Kelsey May Daly  Dublin, Ireland
(Dublin, Ireland)   
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