Liberation

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In pieces
I was
All over,
Scattered
In space
And time.
Everywhere
And nowhere
All at once.
Find me
And reassemble
With cheap
Intentions
And little
Skill.
Breathe these
Poor lies,
Breed this
Fetid life,
Inhabit your
House of glass
And heave
Your stones.
You’re trapped
Inside,
By your own
Device,
Now
I am free
To grow.

Y.E.S 2013

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