ANDERS KRISÁR
An open door waits for you.
Take a chance and walk right through.
Mist circles your frame.
Time to play the game.
The chess pieces wait.
Take care, you’re not late.
You rub your eyes in disbelief
as you sigh in happy relief.
This can’t be happening, you see.
I’m in bed as the sun breaks free.
A brand new day yawns wide and clear.
I’m safe and have nothing to fear.
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