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The freedom found in fiction is hard to come by in real life.
Yet I want to let my tightly constrained existence melt around the world like a viscous fluid.
No shackles suspend my feet or arms.

My imprisonment is not nearly literal, but inside my head.
Feeling powerless takes its toll on my perception.
Because of the external limitations that seemingly will not budge; I feel as though many processes are only for careless dreamers.
A hardness exudes my body, but deep-down only an imp resides.

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