A place called hope

There is a place in my mind
where I live with a joyous abandon.
where the silver skyline
breaks the dreary darkness.
where my thoughts fly
undeterred and
like a free, spirited bird.
where my soul knows
no boundaries.
Where sunshine mingles
with cold, comforting breeze.
where race just means running
And where colour is just another hue
There is a place in my mind
A place called hope.

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