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Dec 2013
Stuck inside a box of glass
surrounded by mirrors
and only seeing reflections of myself,
unable to see or know the outside world.

Feeling the stares of unknown,
invisible passerby.
Being viewed from every side and
angle, except below.
My time is frozen,
always the same,
while reality goes ever faster onwards.
Society comes and goes, but I cannot leave.

Trapped in this cage of glass
alone and isolated
yet surrounded by the world.

An endless vortex of uncertainty.
one of the dreams I had
Sara Ackermann
Written by
Sara Ackermann  23/F/New Richmond, Wisconsin
(23/F/New Richmond, Wisconsin)   
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