Sage
Sage
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Peaking from the window
Moon fashions my escape
Silence hits crescendo
The confines, I forsake
Pounding on the pavement
Rain helped me envision
I can't abscond enslavement
Even if I flee a thousand prisons
Plummeting through the ceiling
Sun constructs a cage
Apprehended by my feelings
Isolation constructs a sage