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He set himself free out of the confines he was in, after much misery and suffering. To free his mind  out of jail's jagged logic was, an exorcism of many kinds, for long. But the rudest shock came when he found out that the so called jail didn't have any lock at all! Who then was the renegade, in the first place that made him believe, he was a prisoner of life? A pointer on " how to look" for all of us who deviate, hallucinate and take it as  truth,without  any question! How many still are locked up,in the dark confine of minds, thinking there is no way out and the key is lost for ever.
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Jun 18, 2017
Jun 18, 2017 at 2:06 PM UTC
freedom is bondage,unless your eyes see light.
He set himself free out of the confines he was in, after much misery and suffering. To free his mind  out of jail's jagged logic was, an exorcism of many kinds, for long. But the rudest shock came when he found out that the so called jail didn't have any lock at all! Who then was the renegade, in the first place that made him believe, he was a prisoner of life? A pointer on " how to look" for all of us who deviate, hallucinate and take it as  truth,without  any question! How many still are locked up,in the dark confine of minds, thinking there is no way out and the key is lost for ever.
k-balachandran
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Jun 18, 2017
Jun 18, 2017 at 2:06 PM UTC
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