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Houdini Syndrome

Wrap the chain and lock it tight  
roll the boulder, close the hole  
for it's constriction, just seems right  
to be a hermit, or a mole
 
Pinned in lockdown, and confined  
in my constraint, I feel so free  
incarceration for me, is so sublime  
it's solitude a liberty  
 
Ever the introverted optimist  
 cell walls closing, are such bliss  
the gaudy gaggle so not missed  
like Harry a convinced recidivist  
 
Written by slipalong
Published | Edited 19th Nov 2020
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