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Jul 2020
It’s almost as if I’m held hostage
And who I want to be is in front of me
Their grip is calm but I’m accosted
I’m shown every dream that I can’t reach
Things won’t change if I keep this pace
I can’t stand still and still go one way
I’ll stop to think when I have the space
And plan my bittersweet escape

We’ve seen this story play out
We end our day in the same room
We held onto everything we could
We’ll meet again tomorrow afternoon

If happiness was a career,
Here’s my application
If my mindset had any fear,
They’re still on vacation
The mountains are our goals
How much closer will we get?
Because if you take back control
You too can be closer to a sunset
Jacob Lyons
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Jacob Lyons  28/M
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