Tangled up in blue

A harrowed mind, a harried heart

For I stare at the temporal bars

Of my carnal cage

Reflecting at the bounds of life

I yearn for only a way to escape.

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There may be naught beyond, I may never know,

But there was a lot before, or I would cease to be.

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Breaking free from my own clutches, I let go.

For life is most at the end of its tether

My heart palpitates, my breathing stops

Yet I am alive because I am free.

For I am flying from this empty rock

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Soaring above the vacuous cage,to see what is beyond,

For there may be clouds above, yet it is the sky.

-Prasad

 

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