Held Without Chains

June 18, 2012
Why are we here?
Stationary. Huddling. Pondering.
Wearily, fearfully, anticipating the loneliness that awaits.
The loneliness that will etch our physiognomy.
Esteem discovered in many forms.
Ours in one another.
Are we so intimidated by
solitude that we stay tethered to complacency?

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