What freedom brings

evenwheniLie

 

 

 

 

…..With both Thumbs and index fingers I form a misshapen square in mid air, I sense internal fears, just to gaze through the air, at an imaginary peoples expressing their lack of fears, to be truly free is something others might not see, or recognize, maybe it’s always in disguise to those who are slaves in their own minds; the word into action is the key to our cages, it will interrupt all the master’s plays on all stages, we should be done simply trying to make the majors, there will be no aliens landing with phasers, to save us.

  • Author: EvenwheniLie (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 6th, 2023 12:30
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