I started off as light smudge-able lines,
each line handled with care,
each line gives me strength,
each line gives me emotions,
and each line gets me closer to my last.
I embrace each line and embrace the warmth of freedom,
until I encounter my last.
I end up in a frame with glass as my jail,
and the frame as my bars.
I say goodbye to the warmth of freedom and
watch the others,
receive and encounter.
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