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| Freed alone for now locked away in the silence a sound thrusts through the gray a prescence some hope to get out of here but nothing appears i settle back down alone and lost still chanined to my thoughts i can't help the frown the words are brought forth against my will strange people i see say they care do they mean, i'm free? free to go out there? but my secrets are loose in dangerous hands i'm free for now but for how long will the freedom last? ~erika boal |
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