Freedom

Deep in despair,
Surrounded by pallid walls,
The outside lays just steps away.

A longing always follows,
As words begin to merge.

Deep within the psyche of the human subconscious,
A long forgotten instinct begins to unfurl.

The urge so primal,
So ancient that it has all but faded…

One last glance of longing and fear,
As the door slowly begins to close,
The urge of flight has completely disappeared.

And peace now reigns supreme once again…
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