These walls are much too close
Just a slit for seeing out
The window shows another world
A world of sunlight, of trees,
Of ideas, of impact, of life
I try to share this world with others
Their eyes will not see
Their ears will not hear
They continue pacing small circles
Their soles becoming calloused
But I know my eyes don't lie
There is a better world
Maybe I can go there
Be a part of real
Until then I wait
Looking for tomorrow.
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