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untitled i traveled the path of childhood dreams with winding curves through fields of gumdrops and golden clouds full of sunshine and promise before me my vision has become clouded by a girlhood romance a promise is made a promise of freedom a freedom into a glorious future a promise which prevents me from seing what lies ahead ahead to where before me the path has branched off onto a road less traveled a road that in reality leads into a future a future where once bright clouds have darkened unnoticed ever darkening clouds shadow the path a path that leads to a land where dreams become nightmares grotesque figures rise out of the vast endless fields fields no longer filled with the gumdrops of my youth but now instead they are filled with madening terror terror made softer through blurred vision the harsh reality of a future without freedom a future of endless paths that lead into nowhere nowhere but deeply into the pits of hell constant numbness and fantasy become the only safety and comfort in this utterly loveless land perched on the brink of insanity i see a light a light of such brilliance as i have never before known it is the light of peace it is the light of promise it is the light of freedom at last sweet freedom traveling once again on a path of dreams with winding curves through fields of gumdrops and golden clouds filled with promise and sunshine finally life finally hope finally peace |
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i intentionally left out all capitals, thanks!
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