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freedom - as if

I went out for a couple of drinks
with the girls.
At the end
I chose a taxi to take me home.
I thought I put my life into the driver’s hands
just like an unborn chooses a human being
to join his journey into the world.

And before he comes,
the unborn has a couple of drinks with the Maestro
telling him the rules of living.

And no personal will can interfere with that…


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