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The Key The Secret

Stuck in a circle
Times an impasse
Endless non opportunity
I ask myself
How long, when will it pass?

Just like a Jailor
With a huge set of keys
Jingling opportunities
Freedom from the mundane
A new life, a new scene

The current situation
A prison for my mind
If I knew the Secret
I would have surely found it
Something divine?

Clinging on to hope
Despairs just a traitor
Lady luck must be out there?
Surely things will change
Sooner or later?

ALLINRHYME

@ALLINRHYME

Hi my name is Jonathan Joseph, I am 36 years old living in Warrington, Cheshire with my two children. I was inspired to start writing rhymes and poems again some twenty years after leaving school, maybe its taken me that long to find my voice again?

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