Open Words...

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I guess we all
Come to
That point
Where we turn
Damn near
Inside out
To be
What we are about
For the first time
And I'm sitting here
On this ledge
Working up
The wisdom to
Be afraid enough
To find
The courage
To jump into life
As I've always seen it
When my eyes
Where closed enough
To dream
Owning up
To the promises
I made myself long ago
Promises that got lost
In the shuffle
Of growing up
Stuck
Somewhere between
Grand ambitions
And being told
You can't live life
On wishes
Somewhere
In there
I let someone
Secretly
Slid my dreams
Right out
From under me
No wonder we
Move along this
Assembly line
Of the nine to five grind
And I'm
Supposed to feel
Accomplished
For five days a week
Then spend the ends
On the line again
Following the masses
To the mall again
But to what end
When then
Do I find the time for me
For that ache
I've been putting off
To live
The wrong kind of dream
Today,
Today I free myself
I take those glimpses
Of inspiration I've seen
And let them take me
To the making
Of the endless
Possibilities I see
Now that I
Have found a way
To let hope in
And dream
With eyes
Wide
Open

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