There Are Walls
i just learned
that there are walls that want
to be gates
there are windows
that want to be skies and birds
there are birds that want
to become stars
and there are stars
that merely want to be themselves
just the glitter
for the night
then fade away
on the first glimpse of light
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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