I long to
drift high above my non-reality
Beyond the
dream
Swaying back
and forth like a lost feather
Caught in breeze
Opening my
thoughts to new possibilities
Prying the
door
Entering as
a new player into a script
Of
nonfiction
Take me away
on a trip through the pain
And beyond
Passing
along with my kindred spirits
With love
Materialize
the hope and the goodness
The desire
Emanating
from a powerful stability
Stand tall
Learning to
fly with all my brothers
A different
route
Those who
share my deepest pain
With
assurance
We will
never be the standard normal
But extraordinary
No
expectations of false hopes
Only real
Only real
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