Heavy footsteps
Along untrodden path...
A beam of sunlight above
Lights his way
To make his flight.
Arise, his soul
Yet, feet stuck on the ground
Staggering...one by one
To a sounding beat
Of a drum.
Afloat he hears
The quickening thud
Of his heart...
Tired to ignite the last ember
Of his old forsaken dream.
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