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The Boundaries of Creation

The boundaries of creation
is blinded by sight
to the laws of creation
and all of its might.

There is no greater sorrow
than a word enslaved
and no greater confusion
than the word in cage.

These lines that I write
are the shards that I pick
from my soul.

They're tears
and laughter,
they're sorrow
and joy.

They make up
the true meaning of me,
my thoughts
my knowledge
my philosophy.




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Publicerad 2014-12-15 20:56



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