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captive...

Posted to Action Poetry




we are held captive
by memories that
suspend our joy
'til arms outstretched
become weary and tired

we find that love
is not just a novel
but an entire library
of books written and
those yet to be penned

allow yourself to learn
from the past but always
keep an eye towards
the future that is always
in your dreams growing
up and towards the light
of your most sacred sun.