caged animals

We are all free. Sitting in our cages.

We sing songs. Forgetting their melodies.

Nothing really matters. Yet everything does.

Words are flowers. Bringing peace.

Words are weapons. Killing us, one by one.

But, we are free. As long as our cages are locked.

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