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Break- Break free-- I am pulling at these chains, though in return they're pulling me. I am stuck- Suffocating- I am choking-         I'm stuck! How could this be? Young children running down a green pasture- Dreams so large, so real, so fierce- I was there-        That was me! Look now- Look at me now-- Can you see? An adult lost at sea. Stuck, Lost, Confused- In a kingdom so large. So many others-        yet still feel alone Searching for the 'free' in freedom, Though cornered into fear, All the rules choking me in, The 'free' will never be near.
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Apr 30, 2014
Apr 30, 2014 at 11:23 AM UTC
Break free
Break- Break free-- I am pulling at these chains, though in return they're pulling me. I am stuck- Suffocating- I am choking-         I'm stuck! How could this be? Young children running down a green pasture- Dreams so large, so real, so fierce- I was there-        That was me! Look now- Look at me now-- Can you see? An adult lost at sea. Stuck, Lost, Confused- In a kingdom so large. So many others-        yet still feel alone Searching for the 'free' in freedom, Though cornered into fear, All the rules choking me in, The 'free' will never be near.
Children have less fears and more dreams then adults... As we mature we face reality and know it is a scary world we live in. Searching for freedom, though never let free.
kaye-b-anderson
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Apr 30, 2014
Apr 30, 2014 at 11:23 AM UTC
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