Why do we close our eyes ?


To rise I suppose..
envelope,
a pocket to unfold
To dream where justice permits
enjoy where freedom exists
To bucket tears
Speak voices
that no one hears
Whose curtains
allow
disguise from fears
Often arms
comfort warms
Momentary peace
or exposure..
at the least.

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