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Invisable Cages
Vigorous attempts speak louder than our tired rehearsed words ever could. Still we remain inanimate. Like our spiritual muscles were not made to bear the burden of one another. There are no tidy man made borders in which to contain us. No inconspicuous nets of patterned lace. No cruel corsets snapping bone. Yet we remain locked in our invisible cages, restrained by ropes of woven fear and doubt. What will it take to free us? To melt into a beautiful mangled mesh of forgotten imprisonment. Freedom. Blown out like a flame beneath the breath of our demons
