Dream Catcher: 

The hope chest is locked. I have lost the key. I forced it open and set a lot of emotion free.

 

Dreams left on hold, memories of no worth, a chest of nothing but yesterday's I have spent waiting on rebirth.

 

And now I wonder where they went. And then, I see something that no one could plan. A bit of light shines through its encasement to where I stand.

 

The hope chest is now ready for a life that is made new, based on trust in experiences that are undefined but true.

 

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