Braced

After a while it was no longer bondage no longer prison no longer will or choice. They were only an accessory, only a temporal aid to define, descibe, correct,and contort what was counter productive and itching to achieve prosperity. Itching to conform to a standard. They confirm that I am younger and too young to peer through tinted lenses into adulthood when at the time it was far from my grasp. What is life without cement? I do not know. I cannot recall. What is life without Cement? I am not certain and I do not need to be.