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Jan 2015
You were a slave
to the pre-established ambitions
of a heightless power.
Interrogated
due to your distinction.
Obliged
into your choices.
Now you sit.
Proud of your seat,
But not knowing
You can stand.
The illusion of societal obligation.
Stefan Smith
Written by
Stefan Smith  Lancaster, PA
(Lancaster, PA)   
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