Escape

Within four walls,
Beneath an old cover,
A restless mind searches,
For a realm to discover.

Without any light,
And devoid of color,
A forest emerges,
To echo the voice of the caller.

With thoughts like trees,
Overlapping at random,
Leaves rustling in rumination,
Flutter furiously in freedom.

Withstanding roots,
Rigid and binding,
Rebellious calls rise and beckon,
Never subsiding.

Withal the din,
One voice streams true.
"This waste of a risk,
Is a worthy dream to pursue."

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