Sunrise

Written by Anakin McFly

history is repeated in a dank elevator
passing up through quiet hallways beneath grey-green skies
the scent of smoke and fresh cookies still warm on his shirt
evoking memories of silver and scattered flowers

in that home, the sun is always shining
the air rich with hope, with magic, impossible potential
no rain or death can ever wash away.

so it is, when the elevator stops
and his shoes walk a path from a life that was a dream
that was a life between the boundaries of truth and fiction
through the open door he passes awestruck faces, hovering toys
to a open window framing the most beautiful sunrise

"I knew," says an old, familiar voice,
"We would see you again. Someday."

and they remember, in that moment out of time, looking out
upon a world whose people are beginning to wake.

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