wide open spaces,
filled with freedom to run, space to breathe.
how often do i forget that life is a wide open space,
a block of time to chase my dreams?
but even more often do i feel trapped in the width of it all,
feeling pressure to make no mistakes, to rise above any fall.
suppressing feelings, trapped in thoughts, and shutting out any embrace,
always dreaming up the next move and counting on my next saving grace.
life is a wide open space that looks free to roam,
and then obstacles come, bruises form.
cling onto the soft touch of every cool breeze,
who knows how long it will be until you have to leave.
tread boldly, tread proudly, tread with perseverance, with strength.
this is a space to be free, do whatever it takes.
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