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Aug 2018
Forever was I to wait
Tomorrow was I to see
A long run to my fate
With no intent to flee

But with these eyes I have seen
The act of unkindness
It makes my heart ache
I cannot bare with the tighteness

These walls whisper around me
I suffocate when none is looking
In my actions, none see my begging for freedom


I strive to flee,
For freedom calls me sweetly
Her voice so meek and tender.
How do I object?
When the only thing to unchain me
From these clanging chains
Is she, who calls me each night.

Freedom!
The word sounds so tender on my lips
Written by
Tiina K Dyantyi  F
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