POEM STARTER
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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