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I extricated myself From man's creation, Disentangled myself From the machines And wires, Walked Off the concrete Disrobing and discarding The artificial attire, Then Stepped Bare feet Onto the grass And, Made my way Back home. (With a smile on my face.)
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Apr 14, 2016
Apr 14, 2016 at 5:24 PM UTC
Where I Belong
I extricated myself From man's creation, Disentangled myself From the machines And wires, Walked Off the concrete Disrobing and discarding The artificial attire, Then Stepped Bare feet Onto the grass And, Made my way Back home. (With a smile on my face.)
tom-blake
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Apr 14, 2016
Apr 14, 2016 at 5:24 PM UTC
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