All alone in seeking freedom. The universal one, that is.I'm told it's true, it's out there. Far away from this.Borders, limits & confinements. Natures own, & the ones you make.In walls of mass, or air, is life we all forsake.
Images of disapproval. Born into debt to something else.You work to feed & fuel creators of prisoncells.Open eyes will recognise it. Leeches' visions are few.It's more. More. Suck 'em dry & find someone new.
Standing up / Backing down.Will I / I will - take one more.Nothing to it / Breaking point.I've seen it before.
I clench my fist, & swallow the pain.Life And/Or death. It's not all in vein.
Work.Consume.
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