the year of lyrics: a poetry project

my search for inner-peace, one poem at a time

Day 233 – Free

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nearing the end feels like the beginning
and spinning in circles feels like a dream
and the seam that unravels upon my sight
in the night that is purely covered
no, discovered in a blanket of lights
and my rights, they are reclaimed
wild beasts tamed, and chains loose
avoid the excuse, shall we recenter
now enter, into a land never bleak
is this what I seek?


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