“Dreaming Big Things”
Privacy doesn’t exist without limits.
Your key must be thrown away.
By locking the door, you let others enter at will.
Every door is a limit because it must be opened and closed.
The house isn’t free domain- “no running in the hall”.
A phone needs the right keys next to its digits between hand and screen.
Love happens within barriers and opportunities.
Under the roof, a flood is less extensive.
Credit goes along the line where management exists to pull it.
Views in public aren’t secretive unless expressions get made for ownership.
My phone can’t be seen in this poem.
Honestly, readers don’t need to see my computer while looking at this.
Shipping and handling of digital work is enough.
Websites are naked inside.
However, it’s not just the inside that counts.
Rocks must be violated to reach the natural barriers of humanity.
Forwarding my romance helps.
These keys rest beneath my fingers during such light of work.
Or, if you want to be smart with me, sky’s the limit.
Change revels on foot to persistent differences.
It’s like comparing apples and oranges- pick one, and the other is safe.
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