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My Limit

My Limit

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The sky is the limit, they say

But for me the limit

Is in my skin

In the tip of my toes

And the hairs on my head

I am trapped within myself

Pushing

Turning

Wrestling

>With the force that keeps me

Locked


I'm a fish caught in a net

A bird dying in its cage

Every pore a prison

My heart watching between bars

Trying to understand

How to break this limit

That holds me down


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