Where do I go
When the bars they put up
For my own safety
Start to feel like
Cages?
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The answer seems clear one grows through them, over them, under them showing they are no longer necessary. A lovely write and a fave
The truth...
Sylva, that question deserves a serious answer, and I suspect a lot of people would rather avoid giving one. I wouldn't let them off that easily. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
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