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Nov 2013
This is life
and life severs
all bonds that you
believed were eternally
interwoven and impervious
to any weapon. My hands are empty,
but they are not lonely. Freedom has befriended
my now sturdy palms that once grasped weak possibility and futile hope.
nin-esque
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