Prisoner

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I am free
inside these concrete walls,
dusty rays of light
I see hope.

I am free
behind rusted metal pillars
holding this colossus of the dead
and the soon to be.

I am free
without the contradictions of the world,
the limitations of thought, and production
of built up hopes, and reduction
you may think I am caged in this construction
but I speak from my unchained wisdom.

I am free.





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