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you like to sleep on the ground of a forest or cave. with the world as your roof, it breaks you out of your cage. it's uncomfortable to most, but it's comfort to you, to be hugged by the earth instead of swallowed by a room. with the music of insects and the rustling of leaves, you fall into a deep sleep with the sweetest of dreams. or to the dripping of water and the flapping of bats, you get peaceful, calm rest to each drop- split, splat. it's the outside that's freeing; the shackles are cut loose, but for now, you are stuck in society's abuse.
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Dec 4, 2015
Dec 4, 2015 at 10:37 AM UTC
Caveman
you like to sleep on the ground of a forest or cave. with the world as your roof, it breaks you out of your cage. it's uncomfortable to most, but it's comfort to you, to be hugged by the earth instead of swallowed by a room. with the music of insects and the rustling of leaves, you fall into a deep sleep with the sweetest of dreams. or to the dripping of water and the flapping of bats, you get peaceful, calm rest to each drop- split, splat. it's the outside that's freeing; the shackles are cut loose, but for now, you are stuck in society's abuse.
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Dec 4, 2015
Dec 4, 2015 at 10:37 AM UTC
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