Freedom

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What is it to be free?

Is it to be alone forever and aimlessly wander? No responsibility, no taking care of yourself, you are free?

Is it to love yourself despite being flawed? Never caring, doing what you want, you are free?

Is it to surpass society and become a spirit of the light? Would you still have a physical form, that has some sort of plasma based lifeforce, are you free?

Blood runs freely throughout your body, right?
It can go wherever.
It doesn't care what others think.
And yet blood is still not free from your body.

It's stuck inside, it runs away from your massive jaws.
It pools and dries,
It dies on the floor.

A/N: (741-741)<~~~~~~ text start (suicide hotline)

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