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I Am


I am|

The one true hope|

The story they once told|

A legend revealed from the unknown|

Secrets kept hidden inside mist|

Trapped inside the safe layered in bricks|

Destination for the lost|

A quiet hush|

They kept lowered inside a scream|

Succumbed from a dream|

The outdoors we misuse|

To stay inside trapped next to our material delusions we so often abuse|

The truth not yet exposed|

Overdue|
And so often we assume fact from the lies we were told since youth|

The home where we rest|

But see only when our place in line is finally due|

And our futures become subdued|

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