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Shackles on mind

First breath, deep
Stomach rises to the throat
Exhale, go
Down the beaten trail

Focused energy manifests
Deep in the mind’s core
Iron chains, make strides fail

Mile one, mile two, mile three
Bloody, bitter drips
Ridges on the lip
A reminder to inhale

Forest capillaries 
Whip, wind, and intertwine
Eventually reaching all vesicles
Travel the path of highest energy

See not the mountainous hills
But the horizon above
Follow its beauty to knowing
Legs, arms, head, create synergy 

Shackles of time weigh
On the collar of the shirt, sweat drips
Each filled with screams of pain
Falling, causing astringency 

If not now, then when
Cast off the casted shackles
Your time is now. 

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  1. Date: 10/22/2014 5:10:00 AM

    what a beautiful blend of the old becoming modern,

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