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....a cell door opens.
Blind in the darkness
In a way was free
Unseen are the walls
Of imprisoned safety.
...and a cell door opens.
Feared is the light
So intense it seems
Missing the desire
Of so many dreams.
Piercing doorways glare
A hand gestures to leave
In missed communication
Blank eyes fail to receive.
Moments pass, nothing
For a king exists here
Ruling, thoughtless
This regal deceiver.
From memory's depths
A frown of recognition
Disjointed moments
Form a life of fruition.
A will begging to stand
Urged on by memories
Tears clear a vision
As the first time he sees.
Born anew, a hope
From where misery sleeps
A final look, smiling
Grasping the door, he leaps.
Blind in the darkness
In a way was free
Unseen are the walls
Of imprisoned safety.
...and a cell door opens.
Feared is the light
So intense it seems
Missing the desire
Of so many dreams.
Piercing doorways glare
A hand gestures to leave
In missed communication
Blank eyes fail to receive.
Moments pass, nothing
For a king exists here
Ruling, thoughtless
This regal deceiver.
From memory's depths
A frown of recognition
Disjointed moments
Form a life of fruition.
A will begging to stand
Urged on by memories
Tears clear a vision
As the first time he sees.
Born anew, a hope
From where misery sleeps
A final look, smiling
Grasping the door, he leaps.
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...a cell door opens.
...a cell door opens.