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Conscience

My thoughts
have become limited
My branches want to
spread in the open sky
but my roots have started
turning towards you..
you have captured me
in your elusive soul...
in my depths,
fruits, flowers, plants
are yearning to be born,
but your grip has
become so strong
that they are not able
to come out...
The birds breathing
in my colors are now
pleading to be
imprisoned in your cage...
your existence has
confused my aura...
it has become a circle
in which I am searching for myself...
Written by dimpy (dimpsmoon)
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