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Bruised Passports

Write a poem about travelling using this title.

Bruised passports

Being locked

Impossible to breathe

Even if I’m trying

My spirit want to move on with itself

While my body still under gravity

There is surely a bridge

Between my reality and my dreams

Should i get a ticket?

Or something like a passport

I get really confused when i realize

That it already was a bruised passports

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