What do you thing about this poem?

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Locked


I been in my house
For so much long
I never faced freedom.


The days pass
And I grow old
Facing my door, afraid to open
Is my way through the other side dangerous?
How this light will affect me?


Thinking without rushing
I make my decision.
As I go through the other side
He pulls me out of my house
Now I’m seeing the light

No wonder... I’m feeling alive.
 
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