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Apr 2020
Judgement is our prison:
     the bars, lock, and key.
As we build its walls higher,
     our perspective grows smaller
Until our confines of Measure
​     become all we can see.
Originally published at https://DouglasBalmain.com/notebook
Written by
Douglas Balmain
  188
   Fawn and Bogdan Dragos
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