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Shackles of Reality (Free verse) by rick

I see it swinging open Wide and unobstructed No obstacles block my path My future is on the other side Stepping through the door I cast away my past Look from the other side The iron gate is closing Shackles of reality Are set upon my ankles Feel the sentence of my age No longer am I free Imprisoned in my future My time is for my crime I pay the price we all must pay Is birth a felony?

god'swife 24-Oct-02/8:40 PM
I think what I meant was, I once felt the same. So relative to me you are young. Death of course is the only fate we know for certain, but I don't think that's the debt you speak of.




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