It Will Pass

pain,

it will pass,

soon,

we shall return,

where

we shall be free

to run

and laugh

in the bright

springtime sun,

walking

along emerald,

ocean shores,

with the wonder

and innocence

of a child;

time,

slowly fades away,

crumbling

these prison walls,

freeing us to return

to a home,

where

we shall stay

safe

and warm;

at peace;

forever.

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