i’m locked in no chance of escape crawling in a dim room adorned with rust and tarnished keys without a door – prisoner a worm slithering in the mud belly down delving for the promise of freedom the mere hope
Tag: Freedom
Pioneer Spirits
pioneer spirits take to the plains once more – you’ve stood your ground too long – seek out new unexplored avenues scale hills and mountaintops gaze upon a world spread out before you taste the unknown fruits of exploration toss aside the compass of expectation pursue the stars of your constellation let your prairie soul…
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