Freeverse Poem

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Sometimes

Air full of doves
As they hover
Above the sky

Flying so high
World so bright
Going crazy into the night
And the monsters in my mind
I just can't find
Staying in between the two lines
Two ways to go
So far from home
Don't know which road to take
The road with broken cement and uncertainty
The road in swirls and curves
Or the road of predictably
The road that's stiff and straight
Don't leave now
Don't bow down
I took a road
Of passion and uncertainty
Don't forget me
I still see
Everything

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