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Jan 2018
A desk is a chain
And a door a weight amongst a wait
And yet men and women chain themselves
To merely familiar similar fates
On a daily basis they do base
Their admirations on those without chains
But it couldn’t be
That IT were THEY
That freedom were found in a more free way
Here to breaking patterns. Destroying expectations. Ans freeing yourself from the forgetful because.
Colm
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Colm
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