Goodbye me(hello to freedom)
Hello to the free
Hello to the blinding gates and the golden key. Goodnight to the armor that binds me down. Hello to sirens, and their sounds.
I'm one like the stars and free from concrete bars.
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An introspection of the material human
PoetryI have written these poems and short stories over my time trying to understand why we do what we do. This is a more general subject that I am sharing. Though I plan on narrowing the scope in the future.
