Freedom
Was I a bird trapped in its cage?
Or was I a flower dancing to every tune composed by the wind, every melody harmonized by the rain?
Would I be able to experience the blooming nature of the flowers?
How they delicately open themselves for the crowd every time the golden scintillas of the sun shine upon us, mirrored by the smooth sailing waves.
Would I be able to walk down a wondrous lane of petals, whilst the wind carries the shrills of the euphoric, swaying trees?
Or would I be pricked by the vicious thorns and let myself be dragged down by the world to be teased?
2018-09-05 14:12:52
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