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A feeling of acceptance. Within these  four white walls. Within this house. Within this open air prison. Rebellious. Bound by night and day. A slave of time. Destined to follow the rules of nature. Following the rules of space. Rules that you can't break. I abide against my will. Rebellious. Within the parameters of this atmosphere. Within this solar system. Within space and the infinite possibilities of what lies beyond. Within infinity itself. Am I, unimaginably small and insignificant on a cosmic scale. Yet within these white walls I am rebellious.
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Aug 31, 2014
Aug 31, 2014 at 4:02 PM UTC
Rebellious
A feeling of acceptance. Within these  four white walls. Within this house. Within this open air prison. Rebellious. Bound by night and day. A slave of time. Destined to follow the rules of nature. Following the rules of space. Rules that you can't break. I abide against my will. Rebellious. Within the parameters of this atmosphere. Within this solar system. Within space and the infinite possibilities of what lies beyond. Within infinity itself. Am I, unimaginably small and insignificant on a cosmic scale. Yet within these white walls I am rebellious.
SirReal
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Aug 31, 2014
Aug 31, 2014 at 4:02 PM UTC
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