Liberating

Live was going on cold
the passion had long subsided

monotony had set in
nothing new to try

the dreams still did haunt
imploring to work harder

but the mind somehow convinced
the distance was too far

amongst this. winds of change
somehow found the dead dreams

recollecting the broken pieces
repainting the ruined painting

Dreams with a new lease of live
arouse passion overwhelming

Producing work, creating awe
giving the sense of liberating

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