Liberty

The words that fall upon this page

writ on the bars – my gilded cage.

Imprisoned deep within my mind

I search about; it’s words I find

that best describe this living hell;

My quest for my own Liberty Bell.

About a foolhardy florilegium

Nullius addictus iurare in verba magistri, quo me cumque rapit tempestas, deferor hospes.

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