Original Poem - Dreams of Freedom

Deeper and deeper sadness stay
Because you, had big feet of clay
Taunting, teasing till I cry;
Oh! and then I wish I could fly
Far away where I'll see light
Then I can breathe, and again shine bright

Dreams of freedom I have more and more
For tomorrow, the day after; to go explore
And maybe, just maybe one day I'll find,
The door that will allow me to see more

Original poem written by me.

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