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A poem about freedom. |
| Blinded by mirrors. Endless night terrors. Visions unseen. Spiritually unclean. A world built by slaves. Only one can I save. Prepackaged lies. Swarming with flies. Particles of light. Eternal white flight. Content to rest. The cuckoo's nest. Black hole density. Unbound reality. Absolute freedom. The nectar of martyrdom. As to what I see, I cannot explain. Where I am, there is neither pleasure nor pain. I am the infinite. Verily, truth has no limit. |