His dreams,
his hopes, his fears
Tied loosely
together, held close to his heart
No one would
ever know this secret he held
As he
shivered in the dark.
A look down
the road was dark and unsure
As he wanted
to live like a man with his own
He felt
there was not even one open door
So he
struggled and refused to go home.
At night in
his car he stared at the stars
He gazed at
the moon and vowed he would rise
He dreamed
of better times there in the dark
These were
just momentary times.
Under the
Verrazano Bridge
He stayed
for so many days
Planning his move so methodically
And soon
would make his escape.
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