i don't think of what was
or what could have been
that feels another country
somewhere i visited once, existed in once, loved in once
when the doors closed and we found ourselves suddenly free of noise,
of rushing and running
of a constant hustle to exist and earn
there was somewhat a sense of freedom
somewhat a sense of breathing
somewhat a sense of space like no other
but it journeyed on
and we found ourselves continuously there
continuously alone
longing for touch
longing for noise
longing
longing
longing
yet fearing
fearing
fearing
as the silent invisible restriction continued to define our existence
so when we step back out that door
i wonder what will be in store
the world has changed
our minds have change
our beings have changed
i dont want to go back to what was before
i want to step forward
as me
and open a new door
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