ANY WAY YOU TURN, ANY WAY YOU LOOK
THE SIDES OF THE ROOM ARE CATCHING UP,
THE WINDOW IS ONLY ONE, CHANCE OF ESCAPE IS NONE.
SOMEHOW WE ARE STUCK, SEPARATED YET WE CLING
OUTSIDE OF OUR WORLD, LONELINESS OF REALITY
BRINGS THE STING TO OUR FLEETING PERCEPTION.
THE CHALLENGE IS ALWAYS PRESENT BUT,
MORE AND OFTEN LESS, AND LESS, WILL I PASS THE TEST, OR WILL THE WALLS CLOSE IN JUST ENOUGH
TO BLOCK THE VIEW OF THE SHRINKING WINDOW.
THE ONLY WAY OUT IS IN
THE ONLY WAY TO DIE, IS TO LIVE.
EVEN THE BIRDS KNOW MORE THAN MOST EVER WILL,
EVEN THE LOWEST ANIMAL KNOWS THAT FREEDOM IS FROM WITHIN, WHERE DOES THAT LEAVE US?
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