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Bricks, mortar and steel cannot bind me
As I am imprisoned by my own thoughts
How then shall I unshakle?
Surrender to that infinity within
Every jailhouse shall crumble
She told me about it
She knew; she had lived there, once
PRISONER
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Timeless Mind 
Wow, beautiful poem.
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Thank you so much. You’re very kind
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My pleasure. 🙂 I really enjoy reading your posts.
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Hit home hard. Great post ⚜️
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Thank you so much. I’ve had to come out of many prisons of my own. Really nice of you to make such a wonderful comment.
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