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Sep 18
Stuck, enclosed in a glass jar.
Child-like, naked, incapable;
Round and round in circles, longing to move forward.
Freedom the babe craves, dreaming to be the One who opens the lid.
Observable to the judging onlookers,
Such power was relinquished.
Written by
Bekah Halle  43/F/Australia
(43/F/Australia)   
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