©2024 nicefro press, Ryan Lessard random thoughts & poetry
Wednesday, August 5, 1998
wake to work
as I look out into the eyes
that surround me , I see
very few who will be here
months, years from now
I dream of one day being
truly free to spend a day
how I choose to, but that
dream shattered when
I wake to work…
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