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I soar within the boundaries of my imagination,
though trapped in a sanctuary called home.
However, i cannot throw away this sensation,
this urge to rid myself of this cage.

The cage dangles in the abyss of reason,
the shackles of uniform thought inescapable.
I'm accused of an unbearable treason,
should i attempt to rebel.

The people around me are lacking,
They refuse to transition to free thought.
The strings of my soul are deteriorating,
it cannot sustain itself much longer.

The cage collapses suddenly,
i flee to the outside only to see disappointment.
The soul remains in one piece slightly,
in hopes that the world will change.