flight of ideas

On a flight to the past
I tug on a chain
That binds my being
To happy stories of pain

I want to run
Want to break free
But I don’t know how
It’s a lock without a key

Now I’m far away
Swept away by a song
My only wish
Is for the shadows to move on

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