The knot is strong,
The strings are tight.
I just can’t break loose,
No matter how much I fight.
The grip is fierce,
Disguised in every fear.
I wish to overcome
This emptiness is clear.
Stoic Poetry
Breaking Loose
Through The Cracked Window (Revisited)
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Through The Cracked Window (Revisited) 