crying
from a lack of sleep
a true story of pursuing dreams
walking the streets
paved often times
off the beaten path
it was fear that bound
reality is not what is always spoken
red eyes
whispering what might have been said
certain feeling might
have told the truth
the lights changed
from green to red
the existence just a hint
that something might be beyond
vision
red eyes
closed in a moment of sleep
just one moment
as brief as it was
the escape from reality
from the street
it was strange to move to the walkway
just to capture one breath
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