found by forefathers I never had
I'd rather sit here and listen to music
than go face my fears
and chase my dreams
in labyrinths birthed from bottomless ground,
laid brick on brick by forefathers I never had
I can still hear echoes of their shovels digging holes
where I stand now, feet lifted
in the air
flying over my head
and just out of reach.
With straight legs, feet reaching for heaven, I
could never touch my toes.
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