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Dec 2020
City of Dreams

I knew I had to be somewhere.
But wherever I turned there was
enchantment,
like when I was a child
and everything new was exciting.
Every building invited me
and every turn drew me in.
Every choice was perfect.
I had no inner GPS telling me
where I had to end up,
how to get there,
or how far I was from it.
But I didn’t care
because I was free
for the moment,
and I didn’t want
to wake up.
Written by
John Hayes  78/M/Pittsburgh, PA
(78/M/Pittsburgh, PA)   
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