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Out of darkness, we climb into the sunlight The past crashing behind us In foaming waves of dust. Where once we crawled, Too tight a space And black And cold, Where we always hit our heads on the ceiling, Now all the world is Open. The soft warmth rains down, A breeze in our noses, And the frame expands past arms’ breadth. We had felt it in our heads, In our guts, in our heavy limbs, Our tired eyes and weary knees- But now it’s lifted off, Raising us on wings And igniting our hearts and chests and minds. All that space All the paths All the horizons- Let us go Let us go now that the doors are all Wide open.
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