Worthless Frozen Being Be Free
Is there beauty behind
the glass, encased by
broken freedom, bounded
by idea and consequence
Wisdom is more than
knowledge, it is action
and I am acting, smiling,
framing the perfect picture
I will hang it for all to see
Lost inside my confusion
I am at lost for words
and now question my
meaning and purpose
Is action all that counts,
must it always be something
more than preverbal thought
I want to leave this solemn
land and enter into a place
of only solace and freedom.
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