We dash through our dreams and hope for the best.
We surround ourselves with pictures, waiting for the memories to surface
while every worry inside us weighs down on our chests.
Colors push us deep beneath the sand with a steady firmness
and lead us on a voyage with floating rivers tinted and blest.
Frozen words scribbled in our blood tell us our purpose,
and provide us a path to join with the obsessed and the oppressed.
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