Justin Chan Poems

Do I dare to dream?
Is there hope to see?
Trickling like a stream,
Far away from me.
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Trapped,
Trapped in a world
of darkness.
Shadows,
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A starless sky,
It is dark.
Clouds cover the moon,
Blocking its azure glow.
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Envision,
An endless horizon,
Tantalising,
Just out of reach,
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The summer sun seems happy,
As it shines with childish joy.
3 o'clock in the afternoon,
I sit,
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Rolling hills,
Warm sun,
Trickling creek.
Such is the face,
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In with the new,
Out with the old.
The waves so few,
Grow ever so bold.
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When I gaze,
Into your eyes,
Those deep, thoughtful eyes,
My heart,
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What does it take,
To fill a hole?
A chasm,
Made of misery?
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