Question

By: Teddy

Loneliness.

Like a weight.

Pressing down

On my life.


Love.

Like a tethered bird

Screaming to be free;

Held by its reality

And its world of choices.


Will the bird

Have the spirit within it

To lift free

Of Reality?

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