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Poetry. Thoughts

Life.

                      

Why do you say you own me when I cannot be confined?

Why do you describe me when I cannot be defined?

Why do you demand from me a journey that is not yours to live?

Why do you command from me things I cannot give?

Why do you disown me and condemn how I unfold?

Why do you cling to what is not yours to hold?

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