Hope leaves a trail at the door
It’s locked light shines from beneath the door .
I hold my dreams in my pocket
I wish it could rain today .
I’m searching for the thief
He has the key .
Why did he shatter me .
I’m just a librarian
Reading books
And I’m exhausted
When will any one read mine
When will I matter
The rabbit tells me it’s time
Time to go
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