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Escape

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Escape from handicapped restriction,
Im not in tune with my position.
I remember cycle trips through leafy groves
That Summer kissed,
And drawings done of many things,
Fields of corn and hills in mist.

Escape from all embarrassed faces,
As I twitch and fumble with my laces,
I remember exciting days by the sea,
Twas there we played..............
Here they come with a caring look,
Now Im faced with a meaningless book.
Escape to my new ambition
Ill get on top of this condition.

By Benjamin Marr