A semblance of normal
Is good enough for now
Playing the role they expect
But the day will come
When I will break out
No longer suffocating
No longer acting
Full of primal rage
On this daily stage
As the curtain rises.
Stoic Poetry
Beyond Now
Through The Cracked Window (Revisited)
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