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I used to watch the grownups walk.

Trapped in their minds,

In their work,

In their worries.

And I promised myself

I won't be.

I won't be.

And I wasn't, for a while.

I was free for so long.

My imagination soared,

My hopes sailed,

Unbounded, unrestricted.

And then reality,

Pulling, yanking, twisting,

Slamming down walls,

Tying down ropes,

Each one with a name.

Fear

Impossibility

Failure

Hardship

Insecurity

Why did I think I could escape?

Why did I think I was different?

I was just the same.

Trapped,

Grounded,

Captured,

Stuck,

Imprisoned.

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