A nascent desire
kept budding in the heart
to make it to the stars
from the level of the ground.
Shoot out like rocket
tearing the smoky clouds.
Jump out from the comfy shell
pushing the lid ahead.
Of opening the forbidden doors,
of closing the cynical chambers.
and allowing some fresh air
to run through the nerves.
A wish for a spring
all the year round.
But thought shouldn't be so greedy
for at the end of every tunnel,
there is a shining hope.
Need to keep faith,
have to have patience.
To finally spread the wings far and wide...
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